Open Poetry #14 |
A thinking man |
Hollowman Member
since 2001-06-01
Posts 117 |
More food that I can ever eat More debt any man can pay Lottery win, dream come true? that would make my day Smelly river, heavy metal fish, no fenders on the bank, not god, not miracles or evolution its Mr. Chemical Industry we have to thank Fallen angels in the trashcan, The homeless in the street no shoes, no hope, no love dancing to the same old beat. If there is a heaven, then why do they live in hell, why oh why my lord these folks just cannot tell. Rich- [This message has been edited by Hollowman (edited 06-18-2001).] |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
I think the last line says it all... well done, Rich.... |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
yep, these folks just cannot tell |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Yeah I know what you mean.....In our present state of imperfection we seem to be victims of greed and power that creates these very things that violate our very consciousness! Nice message! The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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Dark Enchantress Senior Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 1258meet Morgana |
I agree with Lady In White. The last line just said it all...and then some. Excellent poem. "...if you want love you must be love.." |
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