Sonnet To Society 2
With each step that ferments in the aeons,
the fruits of a hard day’s work will converge,
on our awesome past written in rainbow crayons,
as past hurt and love, melt, galvanise and merge,
each step, each one of us, fruit, tree of life,
unbeknown to the masses, heroes fingers in dirt,
achievement in time, house, children, wife,
unhappy souls, trudge in noose and shirt,
praise that hero, only causes the world pain,
condemn those who believe in the sublime,
individual killed, collective soul slain,
admire human mortality, exist only in time,
each droplet of water, makes up ocean and river,
where individuality and morality die. Shiver.
Copyright © Anonymous Norman | Year Posted 2010
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