Treasure Island

Joseph Anderson

(3-12-25)

Why I Must Write-Sonnet


When I survey this world amidst it's blight,
With famine, storms and threats of global war;
Are we descending unto final night?
I must do more than view this from afar.

No longer do we know the wrong from right,
We're drowning in a world of greed and lust;
Can we no longer see the blessed light
And strive to gain a brotherhood of trust?

With providence so seldom in our sight,
We seek the light in many myriad ways
For freedom from this world's embittered plight;
We struggle in our search for brighter days.

My time is spent, my pen won't spare this plight,
But hope and faith e'er spur my need to write.

Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013

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A fervant plea for the brotherhood of all humanity

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  • Thomas Vaughan Jones (1/19/2014 2:43:00 PM)

    Right on the button Joseph. The tone of the poem raises the language above the norm. The octet raises the problem, the sextet presents the arguement. The form is impeccable.
    The Shakespearean sonnet has the simplest and most flexible pattern of all sonnets, consisting of 3
    quatrains of alternating rhyme and a couplet: a b a b c d c d e f e f g g. Perfect. (Report) Reply

  • Walterrean Salley (3/28/2013 10:57:00 PM)

    Great job on a sonnet that was meant to be, addressing the grave issues of our time. Very encouraging Joseph - to know that someone takes these issues to heart. (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Di''anno (3/12/2013 12:38:00 PM)

    An emotional heartfelt write Joseph and so true. If only humanity would dare to wake up to love. Ah but it's far too easy for a coward to hide under a mountain of meaningless merchandise. Wallowing in the wannabe world of fame and power. Love is the most natural thing to a human heart and humans find it so hard to express. Weird but true. Makes one wonder where we are when not living in love. Excellent write. Got my juices flowing :) (Report) Reply

  • John Brown (3/6/2013 2:57:00 PM)

    A great piece of work Joseph, I only hope that greed and lust loses the fight in the end. (Report) Reply

  • Captain Cur (2/17/2013 10:04:00 AM)

    Brilliant poem Joe, is it too late for our species, I pray not.
    Poems like yours keep us centered. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (2/12/2013)

    This plea for brotherhood coming from a person who has seen much life and who watch the difference between times past and times new is something which all humanity has to take serious note of! Man shouldn't dig his own grave! A culture built on tolerance and mutual trust alone can withstand the ravages of time! Such a beautiful and meaningful poem with the last two lines giving a wonderful finish to it! ! (Report) Reply

  • Heather Wilson (2/11/2013 3:51:00 PM)

    A very worthwhile plea to all humanity, if only a few people read and take note Sir, it would be a start in the right direction, .there is far, far too much heartache and pain in this world- , a heartfelt write. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (2/10/2013 1:38:00 PM)

    Brilliant sonnet Joseph - beautifully written and with a great message which everyone should read. A brotherhood of all humanity would be just wonderful if only we could achieve it. (Report) Reply

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