Winter Wallace Poet Free verse

When Hope Is Lost

Seekers of gold and purple priests flatter the circular ways of man
the eyes of the fools have been pleased thus far

This life is a funny thing to live

Monarchs,Republics,Governments,Money,Sex,Murder,Masquerade,Martyrdom,
Happiness,Family,Enemy,God,Gods,Men,Women,Prejudice,War
BIRTH & DEATH

I'll get to know the wind instead of my fellow man
I'll search the unseen in hopes of discovering nobility

This life is the coldest one I've ever known

It's empty and time is moving

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Debbie Guzzi July 4, 2009 at 5:52 AM sad provoking,,, negative....it's all in the perspective..turn off the tv...go outside as you say "get to know the wind" yet babies too can help bring your mind and heart healing. Have hope! light & Love