Kovacs86
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My poetry
Well, largely thanks to my current Dylan obession, I've been writing a bit lately, both just poetry and also stuff intended for song lyrics. Anyway, this is basically the first thing I've actually finished. I've no idea if it's any good.
THE WAVE
The scorching desert sands,
They rise,
The merry rebel bands,
They ride,
The solemn wise men,
They lead,
Slaves, prisoners, lost men,
They’re freed
The mindless worker bees,
They slave,
The suited, fat queen bees,
They bathe,
The betrayed, deceived troops,
They fall,
While the rich men in suits
Still call
Surrounded by power,
I stand,
No more than any flower,
Grain of sand,
Easily forgotten,
Among those,
Who are exalted by them,
At the close
Across the richest lands,
We live,
And from our unclean hands
Don’t give,
From president to clerk,
We’ve won,
Until we see, with a jerk,
It’s gone
The wide, rampaging seas,
They swell,
Over warm, safe homes where
We dwell,
Over the rebel bands,
They sweep,
Over the richest lands,
They leap
And the oceans, they fall,
Over me,
Over road, house and wall,
Of the free,
And for each achievement,
We wonder,
What it all really means,
In the thunder
And they will all be gone,
Each one,
President and monarch,
Like us,
No longer different,
Special,
We’ll all be forgotten,
Long gone,
Each smile, each death, each kiss,
The same
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So... please pass judgement. Comments? Suggestions?
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Thanks to Badwolf for the great sig!
Last edited by Kovacs86 on Mar 15th, 2010 at 10:05 PM
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