A Few Creatures Are Running Poem by Hebert Logerie

A few creatures are running our world
And they are ruining everything under the sun
They're constantly arguing. This is wild.

A few warmongers, with no apparent mild
Manners, have the capability to annihilate
All of us. I'm sorry for our destiny, and for our fate.

One is old, one is fat, one is young, and one is not slim
Please stop this puerile talk. Our lives are in danger
Our planet is in danger. Please be nice to each other.

Stop testing those stupid missiles. This is a shame
We want no inadvertent accidents, no haphazard excuses
Do not harass the other guy. Do not blame the Muses.

A few creatures are running our world
And they are ruining everything under the moon
This is very serious and strange. This is no fun.

Copyright © November 2017, Hebert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.