In the midst of all woes and tribulation,
only a few make the effort at negotiation.
Dictators and Globalism are on the increase,
the time has come to act and ensure our peace.
We are confronted with innumerable challenges,
which run into countless ledgers of pages.
Yet people seem unconcerned and ignore,
the persistent knocking on life's door.
Imminent destruction to our planet,
is only one pending facet.
As plagues and droughts bring havoc,
floods and earthquakes cause panic.
Wars and the rumours of wars abound,
with guns and missiles we already can hear the sound.
Our very way of life is being threatened everyday,
What can we do or say?
The enemy lies within our camp secretly,
and is ignored or receives our sympathy.
His name is apathy the father of our downfall,
who could be our utlimate destiny.
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Author:
Keith Jeffries (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We are living at a time when the world is in turmoil. This poem deals with the source of the problem.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Worth a second, third or so read. I must keep this short, otherwise I will slip into a rant (apathy rules at MPS, I fear except for some small isolated pockets).
You have the crux of the problem clearly laid out in smooth verse.
I'm away to find out what else you have here. In the meantime keep 'em coming.
Thank you. I firmly believe that apathy has the majority of the population in a state of permanent inertia when it comes to the world about them. Most people live only for themselves and inside themselves.
Agreed. What is to be done?
To engage here, needed is interaction with other poets - serve it up to them by way of responses to their work.
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