Owain Glyn

Legacy (Dedicated To Lynnefyncherspringarden) - Poem by Owain Glyn

Tower blocks that stab the skies
Grimy streets where litter lies
In doorways nest the dispossessed
Liquor fueled before they rest.

A women's refuge needs a guard
To keep out men who think they're hard
At least the children will be fed
And have the comfort of a bed.

Marauding youths patrol the streets
Sending texts and making tweets
Using language we don't know
To help their distance from us grow.

They see no future in their lives
Hence the needles and the knives
And all we do is castigate
Which feeds their anger and their hate.

And yet, about a mile away
Is where the rich and famous play
Armani suits and Gucci shoes
Painted whores from which to choose.

I doubt they even feign to see
This broken world.....
Their Legacy.
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

The youth of every country is it's destiny.

Comments about Legacy (Dedicated To Lynnefyncherspringarden) by Owain Glyn

  • Susan Williams (11/12/2015 4:42:00 PM)

    Harsh, but real. The compassion lurks beneath the hard and cruel surface, Very good. (Report) Reply

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  • Adeline Foster (3/2/2013 1:41:00 PM)

    Wow! I, too, have written one called Legacy, a little more pointed then yours, if that be possible, but, wow- great structure, great poem.
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  • Valerie Dohren (1/27/2013 8:29:00 AM)

    Another great write Owain, a good example needs to be set for our youth, problem is, they don't want to listen. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 27, 2013

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