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Disorder

Rating: 4.7

As long as the sun continues to rain
And the rain thoughtlessly continues to sun,
Tell the father not to let go of his reign
So as to reshape and chastise his son.

If the mother's whip should go slacked
And her sweet wrapped words convey no lesson,
Won't she be desolate at last from her lacks?
Of loosing her heart to the world suffices.

Tell the son to haste the ride back home
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POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
What does the world own this little and younger generation to make them feel they deserve more of everything.
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 25 July 2021

I have enjoyed this thought provoking poem. Brilliantly presented

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