The day has gone As all hopes are gone The moon sheds ghostly light On corpse littered gound Marsh gas flickers As my mind for old friends Aye and enemies long dead Shameful deeds forgotten For now it is all the same We would be better dead Now Hell has risen and rules the Earth.
This is a strong poem Branksome, Plenty of deep feeling pushed this pen..........sad ending ! Mick.
branksomeOPgeelong, Victoria AustraliaMar 21, 2014
Just reminder of how it could have happened. You may not want to know, but anyone to be born after that would still be waiting, or on another planet somewhere. But you are here.
Good we are here, after all that happened and is happening, still kicking and unsubdued, many of us very much alive, tuned to good deeds rather than bad. We all depend on these well-disposed kindly souls and should be entering their ranks. But this poem is a sobering well-timed reminder of "shameful deeds" never to be forgotten for our own good. Thank you, dear poet, for sharing!
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Plenty of deep feeling pushed
this pen..........sad ending !
Mick.
You may not want to know, but anyone to be born after that would still be waiting, or on another planet somewhere.
But you are here.