Modern Losses Poem by Sandra Osborne

Modern Losses

Rating: 5.0


And such is a mind
I have never seen;
another branch
of a decaying world.
The lost crimson yesterdays,
a bleak and lonely play.

Everything.
We want it all.
We want it now.

Love disguises
the greed with pain,
darkness conquers.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Gerardino 11 December 2004

even in the darkness your find light.you may have to look a little more but its thier.

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