Five Curses
Foul infamy! You left into decay
The noble home your kin earned with their blood!
The crumbling walls stand proof that you must pay,
And that despair will drag you through the mud.
Lone misery! How truly fateful it must be
The errors of green youth to see at last,
To taste of bitterness and sense the vast
And scorching desert of a conscience never free!
Grim idleness! The silver gleam of dawn
Is but a horrid cloud of gloom upon your realm!
Unmoved by faith or hope, you whine and yawn
And wither in remorse when at the helm.
Blue melancholy! Dreadful is your heavy weight
When lifeless winter plagues the sullen heart
And hopes or cherished dreams are torn apart
While old remorses sing their songs too late!
Crass ignorance! How many times you’ve crashed
The ship of steadfast toil upon the shore of doom!
The sturdy boat by soaring cliffs was smashed
The day you dug the mariners their tomb.
Find my poems and published poetry volumes at www.eton-langford.com
Copyright © Eton Langford | Year Posted 2016
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