Global Citizen
I watch myself before
This great mirror
Of the global village;
I am nolonger wearing
The blood-shot eyes of the moran-
The sun shines in my eyes,
And an enigmatic smile flames like
A promising dawn
On the threshhold of dusk;
From this great face too,
Rises the dawn in
A halo of flames.
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.
