Please, Per favore,
Let the fog of misunderstanding,
And forked tongue,
Not veil my thoughts and words,
I want to be sincerely clear,
Not 'perfectly clear', like the Riddle Makers,
That so often are Political Fakers,
The terrible dehumanized Joker,
That at the table of life, plays Poker.
I want to communicate, Clearly,
Sincerely, with all the Truth,
That can eliminate all falsehood,
And History's dark past.
I want to be the torch,
Not the torturing cast,
Of a film that came in last,
A story of abuse,
That has lasted too long,
A story of treachery and lies,
Benefiting, the tyrannical few.
I pray,
For Clarity, Truth, Sincerity and Love,
Maybe then true life can start Anew.
Loved this clarion call for clarity! Always love your love for sincerity.
Very powerful poem...I read it out loud, and the impact of your words in this poem is...Amazing! Well done! ......Strange...it is your 666 poem and even stranger... the verification code starts...666...anyway -This poem is absolutely Great! Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A worthy prayer…new every morning!