Dave Alan Walker

Gold Star - 4,807 Points (Pudsey, Leeds)

What Have We Become - Poem by Dave Alan Walker

What have we done
what have we become
we have made a world of nothingness
out of power and greed


Love is a fading fantasy
as money becomes everything
no honour no love
loyalty just a name


The only thing that remains the same
is the grave we are put in

Topic(s) of this poem: greed


Comments about What Have We Become by Dave Alan Walker

  • Rahman Henry (9/5/2015 7:23:00 AM)


    Excellent poetic work. Beautiful Poem. 'Love is a fading fantasy...'
    I like this poem. Love it.
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  • Kelly Kurt (8/29/2015 8:55:00 PM)


    Wonderful, Dave. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • David Wood (8/17/2015 5:36:00 AM)


    Hi Dave, I agree, but the love for my late wife, Tina, has only got stronger. (Report) Reply

  • (7/17/2015 6:14:00 PM)


    Strong, and true words. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (6/14/2015 8:21:00 PM)


    Deeply envisioned. A great poem I like most. Thanks for posting. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (6/14/2015 8:19:00 PM)


    Very nicely envisioned. A great poem I like most. Thanks for posting. (Report) Reply

  • Elliot Dudzi-ahiator (6/11/2015 9:36:00 AM)


    This ought to certainly get us all to stop and think of our journey so far. I definitely did. Thank you (Report) Reply

  • (4/6/2015 11:23:00 PM)


    You've certainly said it powerfully, and correctly here David! (Report) Reply

  • Kewayne Wadley (4/2/2015 11:51:00 AM)


    You struck deep with this one! Love indeed is a fading fantasy (Report) Reply

  • S.zaynab Kamoonpuri (3/23/2015 9:30:00 AM)


    A hardhitting reality poem, u put it in poetic words sincerely in a soulsearching way! Rapacity and greed, all ills of money. I tink barter trade was beta in some ways. Kudos.
    Great to read u again.
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  • Mihaela Pirjol (3/22/2015 10:10:00 AM)


    This a powerful poem with a powerful message. The Truth is Truth, and it cannot be anything else; and this poem communicates it as it should. (Report) Reply

  • Daniel Brick (3/20/2015 1:32:00 PM)


    This is the type of poem that takes no prisoners. It is blunt, direct, undecorated by imagery. It tells the truth. And if a reader resists such a truth, that is part of the problem. The title is very important for your message - the verb become means this reality was shaped over time, and we did nothing to stop it when we could, and now possibility has hardened into reality. I'm not going to second guess you by offering objections to your conclusion. What your poem asks for is not words but actions! (Report) Reply

  • Stephen Katona (3/20/2015 1:32:00 AM)


    By 'rest of us' I meant those not infected by power, greed and money. You've added to the ocean with your poem. (Report) Reply

  • Stephen Katona (3/20/2015 1:29:00 AM)


    Power, greed and money do seem to rule the world. Thank you for this honest, hard hitting poem. Hopefully droplets of kindness from the rest of us will form a vast ocean for us to sail upon. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (3/18/2015 4:01:00 PM)


    Profound is the conclusion. Power and greed rule the roost. Hope we realize this and live this life. (Report) Reply

  • Amitava Sur (3/18/2015 2:21:00 AM)


    Yes, though harsh to hear but very true, our unending greed and desires had put us nowhere in deed. (Report) Reply

  • Andrey Fisht (3/16/2015 12:18:00 PM)


    It's a perfect truth. All made by laws and money.And we are looking for somethinp really natural. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (3/10/2015 1:14:00 PM)


    Grim but so very true Dave. Money comes before people in this sad old world. (Report) Reply

  • Kewayne Wadley (3/9/2015 2:23:00 AM)


    Love is a fading fantasy
    as money becomes everything
    no honour no love
    loyalty just a name

    Great lines! Very much the truth. Well said!
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 8, 2015


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