When goodness grows at snails pace,
When kindness in the life suffers,
And shrewdness keeps winning race,
And cheating and ditch buffers,
When best friends misunderstand,
When a dear one breaks your heart,
And foes closer to heart stand,
And tries to ignore your scar,
Joyous moments come so slow,
Be sure humans are at end,
Miseries in life fast grow,
What progress do you pretend ?
Iambic heptameter ( quatorzain)
Written- August 21st, 2014
Poet- Dr. Upma A. Sharma
For contest- Structured verse- iambic form
By Giorgio A. V.
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2014
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