Sunday, 12 February 2017

Song Of Life...



When

The ground

No longer dances

To the rhythm

Of our tread

When

Our song of life

No longer

Fills the air

When

By man's hand

We are pushed

Into extinction

Will

The absence

Of our music

Bring despair.



Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard

2 comments:

  1. Mans greed is despairing, but I don't believe the greedy feel despair, unless it's for the loss of income. In that sense poachers have a lot in common with conservative politicians.

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