Derrick Puente

Rookie - 2 Points (10/15/1981 / Austin, Texas)

Wayward Things - Poem by Derrick Puente

When fire denies it flames
It prefers to liquefy
Pretending that its water
It finds a way to cry

When wind ceases to blow
Stagnant in its will
It gathers in the North
And then the Earth grows still

When night resists the dawn
The horizon makes a choice
To silence all our dreams
To seize a child's voice

When love is made to give
An account of why it lives
It withers to obliterate
All the things it is

When the voice of multitudes
Whispers secret things
It marks the way for demagogues
To crown themselves as kings

When childhood is lost
To time or evilness
The safety of our innocence
Transforms to wantonness

When suicide can seem
Like Mercy is to Grace
We know how hard it goes
When we are at that place

When the evil in their eyes
Mirrors then your own
We justify the very things
That cannot be atoned

When fire denies its flames
It prefers to liquefy
Pretending that its water
It finds a way to cry.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Wayward Things by Derrick Puente

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 6, 2012


[Report Error]