its there as i weep for protection,
its acidic tounge creating infction,
its wrath unknown to man,
but dont think it cant kill for it can!
the rage of a thousand warriors,
the clasp of a million men,
is there a saviour from this creation?
no! we are all doomed to him!
so why try to stop it
for its revenge heart attack or fit,
it rein will always give it pleasure,
as it laughs out loud, just for its leasure!
just one thing i can say,
a powerful word created,
our future! our past!
death is all that will last...
good writing ashley 'its wrath unknown to man, but dont think it cant kill for it can! ' fav. line
and science is a cure all. death shouts back to us, the cause of science and affirms the future of science, it can stamp all. good write ashley.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a mature train of thought Ashley but you let yourself down in your presentation Before you post do a spell check and a re edit You have severak mispellings and typos You have a talent but like any other talent it needs to be nurtured and disciplined Ivor