End of the world
Dissolving fire
The vanishing of peoples desire
Untameable flame
The uncontrolable will of men and women
That has brought the world to shame
Coldest breeze
The darkest of seasons that brought even the bravest upon animals down to their knees
Winter's haze
The white flakes trying to cover every single spot on earth
That has been known as a dark place
Silencing wind
The removal of all unnecessary things in life added and caused to sin
Piercing blaze
Blowing away everything that has taken up all the space
That was supposed to be for me to see, how good mankind could be
Breaking ground
The tormention shown by the cracks and the desperation heard within the sounds
The many screams of those who'll never understand
That what they had done to themselves, but most of all to others
That it was just out of line, regarded as something vile, selfish, evil and bad
Once given a purpose and a choice
Born with hands to help them create without making too much fuzz around it, without making too much noise
Now given an answer, one which I replied on
That nobody is ready for a world so big, so beautiful, that's been taken for granted and turned into something it's not
All dying, because that's the only solution that I can find to make things undone
and start over...
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Hi Roy, I just wanted to say that I really really like this poem, the word play is so engaging and roped be in throughout, just a great write. All the Best. The Fish of the Sea
Thank you :)
Just alot of people take the world for granted you know and I'm a strong religion person. So things like COVID and nature disasters are in my eyes things that happen for a reason and I know it kills alot of people, innocent and young, but it's like GOD message that we have to start with a clean slate, too many people inhabit the world, instead of building people are destroying it with war,racism and discrimination. It's a message to all those who think they control the world, no he still controls it, we're just a pion, an asset in having the possibility to help each other create something beautiful, but latelty it doesn't feel that way to me and if he would exist or if he would've been a person... he would've been ashamed of the beings he created to do the similar task in his name.
That's what the poem is about... :)
Doesn't mean I'm grateful for such things to happen, because still alot of people die that might have been good people. But when such things happen everyone no matter how good or how bad will be thrown in one similar handpicked jar and picked at random. That's the balance he brings to the table.
Very philosophical I know, but everything has it's reasons for sure...
You make a very good point, it leads one to think that every thing happens for a reason... thanks for taking the time to post your thoughts very interesting point of view. Keep writing awesome poetry. All the Best. The Fish of the Sea.