brian roy skyers

Man - Poem by brian roy skyers

With each rising sun man hunts and gathers
Scours the bushes and to feed those he’d fathered
Mother Nature noticed that he’d kill all he found
So she set about to turn his heart around
She sent a sweet bird with a song
He noticed and stopped to listen before long
Now he’s opened to Natures way
Rough depictions on the walls of his dwelling
Give him a thousand generations and he’ll be spelling
He cuddles the babe of an unlucky wolf
Now he has a friend he’ll consider the best
To now fight for the rights of those without a voice
And be hopeful for the rest
Obsession overpowers his admiration
He masquerades as creatures of the forest
Cavorting with skins and flowing plumes
Exuberant love without respect stifles the love he seeks to exude
Woe betide Man as his admiration takes on a new direction
Seeking to attire himself with his admiration.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013

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