Augenblick
By David J Walker
The edge the border
The verge the skirt
The last words heard before
The brink
The perimeter the periphery
The point the bound
A wink
All found before the final line
That, if crossed
All is lost
In the circumference of extremity on
The brink of death as the
Augenblick of the final step
Into what waits beyond
The threshold the precipice
The outer limit brim
Too often
I find myself standing
too near
To the partition of the purlieus
and fear the loss of footing
before the zenith leads
to the nadir
And I am left in the position
Of a historian with
Nothing more to fear
Categories:
purlieus, allegory, death,
Form: Rhyme
I must refrain from
wearing a mask of depression,
Still retain joy in this deep
recession. Give America a
reason to be, but I must also
decree; that if this world goes
under, society must not
stumble.
But in a dark age of oppression,
we must rise up, and make the
difficult decisions. To keep the
world in disposition, to rise up
and recondition. In this new
world government, we must
rebuild. Reconstruct and regain
tranquility, rather then passing
new bills for these new issues
that arrived because of thee.
We must amalgamate, to
create an environment that is
suitable. For the future of the
commonwealth, retire these
decrepit values, upon which
this country was propagated.
In order for this earth to
burgeon, the earth’s population
must reconciliate. Any being,
man or women, any race
abiding within our communal
purlieus.
For these reasons I must ask
the world to not accept the
future, but instead make a
change to better it. Hopefully
society will never relapse, and
cause another fatal collapse.
Categories:
purlieus, inspirational, peace, political, visionary,
Form: Rhyme