City In Survival Poem by Paul Perkins

City In Survival

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City in survival

Revolving as whirlwind,
stern force flies in
the face of insurrection,
untouched from a world
with nothing to hold;

Everything is up in the air...
before, most things were clear...
now, all is a maze,
a flurry of uncertainty
in these despairing times;

These are days we face eviction, illness,
disease and bigotry in our fair city.
the streets grow progressively squalid-
it's denizens waning thin...
desperate in survival.

I, like my friends.... we all hang on,
hanging on the edge of hope,
held within each other's arms
till the dawns early light.

Monday, April 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: human condition,poems,survival
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 30 April 2018

I, like my friends.... we all hang on, hanging on the edge of hope, held within each other's arms till the dawns early light.. a poweful poem on hope....... thank u dear poet for this fine poem. tony

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