What Is To Become Of Us? ? Poem by Emma Woods

What is to love than to hold i one's heart?
What is to think when thoughts have all drowned?
What is to speak when words are no more?
What is to hear when there is but a sound?
What is to hold when hands have disappeared?
What is to catch when fingertips doth fade?
What is to grasp when there's nothing to be?
What is to learn when knowlege can't save?
What is to be when to be is no more?
Where nothing's much more than grain in one's hand?
What is to become of salvation and cure?
What is to become of pride in one's land?
What is to feel when emotions are done?
When cries and laughter are all but one?
What is to touch when there's no reaching out?
What is to return when one gave their life?
What is to become of us humankind?
What is there to see if sealed are one's eyes?
When to shun is to listen and to love is to hate?
When war is what we have it's us we obey?

Sunday 28th September 2008