227 What Kinds Of Seeds Do I Plant?
Power of the grave and far beyond
Democracy heart true success
Matters not who builds the biggest marker
The hour of dust is illiterate.
What kinds of seeds do I to plant?
What crops do I harvest?
Is it useless to furrow my deeds?
Good versus bad, which one does matter?
The light within does it not weep?
When scornful feed I keep
Two roads diverge from life's canvas
Shortest zigzag narrows MY margins.
My Will to decide which paths, which play
Marks my consciousness makeup or lack
I admire the beast in the jungle
Instinct to feed its one survival mode
Unless captured and is put on display
In cages for us to parade our freedom
By divine right we act we execute
Perceive what's best for the lower species
To understand and reclaim the Elgin marbles
What morals do I pass on?
This world has gone IN disarray
Which powers yield daily ethics?
What do I pass on to my younger blood?
When justice and equality shun my health
Will my veins become hard to bleed?
Num from all instant greed!
Let not blind ambition boast my heraldry
Paved with Machiavellian Rasbutinic pavers
History does not forget or forgive
Its long arms erase all temptation shady gains
Some speak of the Gods, others of the devils
And bounce from one ear to the other
What a poor excuse to pacify
Love for black eyes from willing hands
Infamy spreads from individuals to nations
Might is right, sharpens the swords
Why blame rouge remote states
Whose free lessons are available on the net?
This is not a paved new course or revelations
All have been debated since the dawn of the letter
Lets we forget and broom our dirt under the carpet
Certainty- not a fail mode- sooner than later I hope
Moral rods will beat the carpet till perfectly cleaned from dust!
October 7th 2013
Copyright Leaking Pen 2013
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
planting the seeds of love and kindness, they will last forever. a good read enjoyed