Rod E. Kok
April 9, 2015
eve to see what
I could see.
And what I saw had me
in fright, it really was
a sight. I saw a world
all gone to pot, with war and pain
and strife, right there I thought 'Oh what
a way to spend one's fragile life'.
And as I sat out on a limb
I cried a little bit. For this was not the world
I loved, my faith took a bit hit.
With that I left my lofty perch and went back
to the ground, I did not want to see this world,
I hated what I found. And so I
tried to make a change, at least that's how I thought
Alas my efforts
were in vain
I found not
what I sought.
A very, very good poem, and a good shape, but not hope-filled :(ReplyDelete
I agree with Lizzi. VERY good poem!ReplyDelete
I like how the stem is its own sentence, even though it's not a fun one :-(