Confusion Poem by Debora Soramaki
Confusion
As we became surrounded
By a multitude of choices
Our dreams became grounded
Listening to the many voices
Confusion was the game plan
That was overtaking mankind
Soon the making of a culture
Made it difficult to find
In a hurry to go nowhere
Blinded from the perfect leisure
Soiled by the poisoned glare
Surely given to a seizure.
Monday, October 8, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: confusion,culture,voices
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