Owl Poem by Kassem Oude

Lovely owl you're innocent
The boon of nature creature
You hold in heart fair intent
Caring friend you guard nature

They deem you bad omen
Yet you seek to sow joy
Where are ruins that men
Did forsake and destroy

But they're foxy preachers
They summon to black hole
Remind that life is meaner
There it would become whole

Leave pleasures of the world
Get hold of thorny roads
Be sober leave the gold
Later you gain what you've sowed.

Wednesday 17 September 2014