World Deposit In Letters Poem by Richard Provencher

World Deposit In Letters



The message is the same
work-eat-sleep or forever die.
Nourish the soul, let alone
the body. Western ideals
are pretenders to the throne
of answers. Confusion re
culture and ethnic cleansing
in the Middle East not
a worthwhile substitute for
reasonable doubt.

Somewhere in the slumber of
another trail words are dark
and deep, a road for intruders
on the prowl; sends shivers
through a scene of prey.

Man, the throne-king walks
the rant fixing rules and
changes each comma when
it suits ambition.

Now that one shuffles,
a coyote stirs
the moon is brightness
and a rabbit
knows its destiny - -
tonight is a chance
to live life. Tomorrow's
dream is our destiny.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Life is a helter-skelter of events. This poem creates a connection with mayhem, working, and confrontation and stability in layers of confusion. I wrote this when my doctor told me a health glitch needed careful attention.
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