Cassandra Knew Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg
Cassandra Knew
I’m waiting though impatiently
but don’t know what I’m waiting for.
A high state of expectancy.
I’ve often felt like this before.
I think I am a sensitive
who’s blessed or cursed with second sight.
I hope for something positive.
But I foresee a tragedy.
Something that is yet to be.
Heavy responsibility
Though I may know I cannot say
who would believe me anyway?
I sometimes wish that I was blind
to pictures forming in my mind
but now I have become resigned.
To waiting for the axe to fall
confirming fears which torture me.
Alas I have no choice at all
I cannot choose what I foresee.
26-Feb-08
I always enjoy good poems about the mythical Cassandra. Some people mistakenly view her as a pessimist who always got it wrong, but actually her predictions were accurate. A good warning to people who only want to hear good news. You really captured the essence of the burden of always being right. Good poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Responsibility it is, but as you are responsible for this write, then I will say, 'Congratulations' I loved the read. You obviously have an insight into finding the right poem to pen. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX