*nature And Nurture Poem by Nomad Omnia
*nature And Nurture
I walked abandoned
Lonely fields
Millennia of toil.
Wind-blown shell sand
Augmented with sweat,
Wrack and every kind
Of dung.
In that fevered hour
I knew the kindness
Of departed kin
Brown wrinkled skin
Stretched over young bones
No longer even that.
Voices of the wind.
Solidarity
Determined
By unwillingness to waste
A drop of life.
I felt them smile
They knew
I am coded
In the base of four.
Unbreakable.
Your poems are getting stronger all the time. This one is very fine, I think.
We are strong by nature, our genetic code and nurture...our collective will to survive and adapt. Very clever and beautifully written!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 3:03:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
- and stronger..... Please keep going, dear friend.