Among a forest of virgin bush
it lies within a rocky crag
that stilled the raging mountain stream.
A turbulent bubbling brook,
wildly you race the wind
in your haste to reach the sea.
But a dropp of rain
lost upon the ocean,
for the ocean can no longer separate,
two governments.
With technology as their tool,
They play the ultimate game
Called ‘Fear Inspired, Insanity’.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
Poor Michael, to understand the point of this poem, it is necessary to understand the theme of the poem? What is the theme Michael? How does the theme interact with the first stanza? The clock is clicking Michael, your answer is awaited with interest.
Sorry, Terence, you missed the point of your own poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Poor Michael, to understand the point of this poem, it is necessary to understand the theme of the poem? What is the theme Michael? How does the theme interact with the first stanza? The clock is clicking Michael, your answer is awaited with interest.