Think like a poet
Write like a poet
Pray like a poet do
Dream like a poet do
When you sleep at night
Today is over already
It was my Father that ended
This day
The sun went down already
And I saw the sunset
It was beautiful
Here is the night
The night arrived very fast
It is the poet's bed time
Medication already taken
The poet is hoping to have a good night
I know that will be a long night
That my father made for me to sleep
I never get up in the middle of the night
When I am sleeping at night
To go to the washroom
I have a deep sleep when I am sleeping
Also I am always dreaming at night
When I am sleeping
I have different dreams
When I am sleeping at night
Some times I dream with
My Father at night time
It is my Father that made me
The person I am
Also I am happy being the person
I am
And I am already used to that
Father I am happy being me
Father I am also happy to be
Your poet for 30 years now
I hope every day to send a message
To the world that is in a mess
People are destroying the nature
That my Father made for us
Also we are killing the wild life
Yes there are poachers that are
Poaching the whale
They cut there fins
And the rest they throw back in the water
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- Published: March 15th, 2025 05:36
- Comment from author about the poem: That is a new poem Written by Aldo kraas
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Comments1
A prayer like poem acknowledging the frailties of man and asking for help to fix the wrongs of the world. Nicely done
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