At The World's Edge Poem by Irene C S ClarkHogg

At The World's Edge

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Far away, at the edge
of the world
The dragons met
And then they wept
great tears.

Extinction, too late,
So now we die
Magic has gone
We cannot prevail
However we raille
Against our fate.

A figure, so tiny,
spoke to them.
We can survive
We are alive
My dears.

Fools cannot perceive
That we exist
for ever, as long
as one wise child can
grow into a man
And still believe.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivor Hogg 05 May 2008

children are wise before adults teach them the so calle truth

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Aisha Sherazi 01 October 2006

Absolutely stunning piece of work, I was glued from start to finish. Wonderful write Irene! Peace, Aisha

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Tailor Bell 25 September 2006

believe well and see...nice read. -Tailor B.

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