The World Poem by Michael L.

The World

Rating: 5.0


I don't presume by titling this the world, as the world is beyond my verbal perceptions, and likely my mental ones as well. I mean 'The World' as but a few of my thoughts concerning the world.

the world, so many broken hearts
the world, so many who fear the dark
the world, so many lost with aching arms
the world, so many who forsake the stars
the world, so many with too many scars
the world, so many who've forgotten god
the world, whose wicked beauty leaves so many in awe
the world, so many, indeed, too many laws
the world, the beautiful harlot
the starlet, dew drops and red drops
of blood kill crops and stop
cupid's darts with stone walls
so many who crawl
too few who draw or practice art
too few songs sung, too many battles given up on
too many wrongs, but still so much right
too few who realize the cries of dying eyes
too many who will cry tonight
too many who forget to smile, too many who turn away from life
i wish i could find you all, i wish i could calm your strife
i wish i could teach you to fly, i wish you'd at least learn before you die

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