Titles

For those left behind
feeling the pace,
urban sprawl
remnants of the human race.
Revisited, looking in
cosmetic world
the haze removed
the urban battlefield.

© Harry J Horsman 2020

angstanxietyfree verse

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Christopher Flaherty

July 23, 2020 at 3:23 PM

Left behind Harry in No man's land

Jennifer Proxenos

July 23, 2020 at 8:45 AM

'The urban battlefield' in more ways than one - it will eventually leave us with 'remnants of the human race.' Love this write deep and meaningful. Blessings, Jennifer.

Kim Rodrigues

July 22, 2020 at 2:48 PM

remnants of the human race...the urban battlefield. Some great writing, Harry!

Robert Lindley

July 22, 2020 at 7:33 AM

Great verse and fantastic prophecy in your rendering. The world and especially so in America is the new battlefield,- as darkness, dark forces are desperately seeking to destroy our freedoms and Light.. Truly fine poetry my friend! A fav.. God bless...

Michael Tor

July 18, 2020 at 11:11 PM

Great perception into reality Harry. Thanks for Posting. Stay safe my friend...

Eve Roper

July 16, 2020 at 10:11 PM

by the time this is over will there even be any titles, well written, Harry

Gershon Wolf

July 16, 2020 at 2:59 PM

'urban battlefield' -- Methinks that you've written a prophetic phrase there, to a greater extent even than our cities are a battlefield today... ~ Gershon P.S. btw, those two words have inspired me. I'll be posting a poem titled 'Fear and Worry' in the next 20 minutes, as a direct outcome of reading and commenting on your write. Thanks! :) gw

Jennifer Proxenos

July 16, 2020 at 12:41 PM

We are going to be left with remnants of the human race and our ex cosmetic world will become an urban battlefield. Very enjoyable Harry. Blessings, Jennifer.