The world has burst assunder,
It`s fragments groung to dust,
Good swallowed up by evil
Purity rank with fust.
All light has left the heavens,
All living things stagnate,
sweetness drowned in bitterness,
Love devoured by hate.
Sea and earth spews forth it`s dead,
All but the foul destroyed
And heaven weeps in sorrow
And hell is overjoyed.
excellent structure and flow, Archie. feelings of discontentment and defeat...in a compact strong work. -Tailor B.
This has a sad, dismal ring to it. Is it a comment on the world today?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...It's the end of the world...as we know it... Very scarey poem, because each and every one of us, can see the potential of this happening... The question seems to be...how long do we have? Hugs, Dee