When I went to bed last night I dreamed I was a worm,
Beneath the ground in fertile soil happily I did roam.
In a world where there was no caste, class or creed,
Devoid of wicked deeds or sinister thoughts to breed.
All of us were equal and we all looked quite the same,
None of us held titles and we don't even have a name.
There never was a temper lost or anger to display,
For brawling and disputes were simply not our way.
And we could not understand the meaning of wealth,
For as long as we had lived we're always in good health.
Though diverse and in large numbers we live in harmony,
And that without the ability to speak, to hear or to see.
Emerging from this mouldy world I came to realise,
All life forms however low we must not hastily despise.
Hidden in their simple ways there's much for us to learn,
For man is full of vices which are cause for much concern.
a wonderful poem of the need to learn and to go back to the basics so that all people can live in harmony? ...........well written Loke
It's a fabulous poem! Wonderful poetic imagination! I liked the opening stanza most! ...When I went to bed last night I dreamed I was a worm/Beneath the ground in fertile soil happily I did roam/In a world where there was no caste, class or creed/Devoid of wicked deeds or sinister thoughts to breed.....i call this a beautiful piece of poetry!
Magnificent poem, Loke. It has a certain quality. I can't describe it, but this really reminds me of William Blake's A Dream. Well done.
i'll worm this poem into August's showcase. Thanks. and i'm going to note the tittles misspelling! i don't want the whole of PH learning to spell titles incorrectly! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! but i'll leave it tittles, as i am not editing the poems anymore! Thanks. bri :)
Thanks Bri, but please don't stop editing my poems, we natives from foreign lands need your service to survive in PH! !
Thanks Bri, I will not be able to survive without your editing! So please don't stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Emerging from this mouldy world I came to realise, All life forms however low we must not hastily despise. Hidden in their simple ways there's much for us to learn, For man is full of vices which are cause for much concern. - - - - - - - - -Such a wonderful perspective.Thanks for sharing.
Thank you for for seeking out this poem and reading it!