The Tempest of Poetry - By Bob Atkinson

The Tempest of Poetry - by Bob Atkinson there blows in stiff wind created by the word an everlasting frozen collection of nouns and verbs like a whirlwind of change these letters spell the thoughts of minds evolved to think and report facts back to boss here, in an open world where flies the dust of change we find restitution in words thus re-arranged cannot give to the giver much more than we have done for in an underlying thought he knows what we have spun stories of our past tales of our future deeds garnishment of life on all we can agree freeze emotions for all time let thoughts be translated then into a world evolved from us as simple mortal men let them know all we were let them like us some let them know we tried our best as we from danger run let them see what we were back when we were young and how we gathered wisdom when older we'd become trade our sincerity for that truth of which we knew let them see our tears of pain when success we couldn't view hopefully they will exist if we don't destroy their seed for if we continue on this path we'll be devolved by greed