Day Rains Love's Door Unto His King
Imagining, if we had leaders as rulers, governments, kings and queens
Around her world where their greatest priority was, the well being of every
Life within these society's; truly, no heart left behind love's battle cry instead this
Serving themselves above all else while, sucking cling'stone crocodile's, reptile dreams ?
Pushing aside the poor child whom merely holds two mites; jockeying for his money makers
Which blow smoke about her skies and fashion mirrors their molten divide his lucre's refined: filthy
Rags defiling humankind creating darkness bleaker than they but, Angels, ascending as descending; latter.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
