Jack Ashenden Poems
|1.||That Which We All Fear||5/27/2005|
|2.||Death By Poetry||6/3/2005|
|7.||A Reformed World||5/27/2005|
|8.||A Twisted, Fractured Flight For Freedom||5/27/2005|
|12.||Misery My Fate?||3/4/2006|
|14.||Without My Tongue||3/5/2006|
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Responsibility, a heavy load
ways me down, and makes me feel the pressure
action, words - politics all a code
and people's actions, all I must measure
the things I have seen fill me with wonder
those I have met, quite often a pleasure
but below the surface, throwing all asunder
corruption can be found, justice weaker than a feather
so much I have heard in my very few years
I view all with cynical suspicion.
more than once I've had to wipe away tears.
To see the world's goodness, I haven't permission
Yet I must remember I'm only seventeen
Though time may decay your youthful features,
and dark nicotine lines furrow your brow,
your smile will remain like the miniatures
you create with infallible know how.
Though wracked with the horrid pain of old age
our legs may keel and our arms lose strength,
your inner power will remain on page,
a testament to those who loved a friend.
Amazing futures lie ahead for us