Alexander Pope III

A warrior winning in defeat

Let sun rise

Clouds surprise

Nature compromise

And Planet improvise

 

Let child weep

Beauty sleep

Thinkers think deep

And critics calling everyone cheap

 

Let city cry

Towns sob

Village sacked by Mob

You just hold your job

 

Let dancers dance

Lovers romance

Some writing  by chance

Hoping for renaissance

 

Let bees collect honey

World get mad for money

Missing friends who were once funny

Trying to forget days that are not sunny

 

Let Virus reincarnate  

Daily get False medical update

Vaccination so overrate

Pharma Cos dictate

 

 

Let Morning give hope

Spring infusing dope

Snow melting on a slope

Happy to see budding oak

 

Cars fighting highway

Mountain needled with ropeway

Rivers shivering on a cold day

No one has the role they want to play

 

Students losing memory

Monuments selling old story

Everything hinges on online glory

Loving rulers is mandatory

 

Time moving so fast

Even a day youth don’t last

Showing knowledge so vast

But only one vote to cast

 

Winter nights to dream

Hot summers to scream

Where went all Hakim

Who treated William and Karim

 

Ancient tales sold as religion

Questioning them is treason

Following rituals with no reason

Loving life but not its seasons

 

Every victory is defeat

Masses to cheat

Values on retreat

But you are not easy to beat

A warrior winning in defeat