A Day Within Days- Rondeau







How free I was, I did not know.
Growing up in Chicago, oh
Police in blue, protected streets.
Life was sparkling and sweet.  
Verdant lawns were so gleefully mowed.


Evil forces now have grown.
Satan snorts with glee from this throne.
The Prince of Peace, is overthrown.
How free I was, I did not know.


Lord, I fear for our tomorrows. 
Streets, hold human blood and sorrow.
Come back, I plead to your great earth.
Crime is rampant, as is hurt.
Restore our bright tomorrow's.
How free I was, I did not know.



                   12/17/2020

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Lindley Avatar
December 17, 2020 at 5:29 AM
This illustrates the sadness birthed when darkness grows. Yes, the decline is quite evident. The loss is often quite severe. Ones peace of mind damaged. Our nation, our culture- rife with decay. A truly excellent Rondeau my friend. A fav.. God bless..
Romios Avatar
December 17, 2020 at 5:54 AM
Thank you Robert. Yes, evil seems to lurk in all countries. There is no perfect country. More unity needed and less attacking each other. I do my best to overcome darkness. But I am not sucked into it. Workin this for a world that works for all is my goal~ jthat's vast! Love tbe rondeau form this is my first. Glad you Faved it.,))" master poet, Pangie. Xx
Cunningham Avatar
December 17, 2020 at 3:32 AM
The freedoms we had years ago sadly are gone forever. You never realise how good things were until they're taken from you. Tom
Romios Avatar
December 17, 2020 at 6:04 AM
I see things as grim. But all the lies being told will be revealed! It's up to us to get freedom back. Just like in wartime. People fought with their lives. Otherwise, shame on us for allowing our.progeny to allow our kids to be enslaved..,and if we line up in ques to do Big Brothefs bidding, shame on us. We are not chattel. But I know the sheep mindset is alive and sell. As you know, I am not and never will be complacent. Too many godless know it alls ruining all countries,...Pangie xx
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