Val Brooklyn Rogers

Station - Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

Do not give thought to your stagnant place.
Everyone has their station in life.
No matter if you've been told other wise in the scheme of things you
Will earn your place in life.
The certificate from the furthest dark of toil.

Ink undried. Think in kind. Link in time.
From the filthiest of soil.
Endurance patients wealth poverty all in all the same.
It must be entrained.

The bark is worst than the bite.
But if there be refrain, let logic come to light of the
Flame of life.
Every soul has their glory.
Everyone has their turn.

Let no lesson be unlearned.
Let the child befriend the rhyme.
Learn them wrong from WRITE.
Everyone has their station in life.
The stricken amid the strife.

May the mighty help the weak to thrive.
Keep your bearing.
No matter what you're hearing.
Ignite the night.
Do not give up the fight. Survive.

Topic(s) of this poem: poverty, struggle, suffering

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about Station by Val Brooklyn Rogers

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (7/1/2015 11:31:00 PM)

    Truly said, everyone has a station in life.Loved reading your poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 5, 2015

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