MAYBE , ONE DAY HAY!!

illia

in a world where the rain falls from the sky

in a world where the flowers in the ground must die.

ive sat in a circle, full of hate and remorse.

A world that cant forget there force

We're in a world full of revenge, hate and war

with Death and Famine galore

so frustrating with hands tied back

how can we help with the love we lack

give us a chance to spread the word

 

let people know what's ever unheard

 

one day we will be dust a world no longer here

fear, will cripple them till they can no longer move

fear of man, women,children, with their guns and righteous fear

please let me rest in a garden of love

not a world with hate up above.

  • Author: illia (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 24th, 2016 14:16
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a vey old one of mine. But I will keep mysterious about it. Very apt for the modern world
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    THANKS NACTON ~ The old poems are best and we all love a bit of MYSTERY ! This old World does seem Hell bent on self-destruction ~ but one day Sister you will get your reward in the GLORY ~ where all is Peace & Joy ~ AMEN ~ Hugs for 2017 ~ Yo Friend Brian

  • illia

    So true. Thanks for the compliment. For sure this world seems hell bent on destruction, but I have faith, all will be well, I just carry on with my poetry, it helps me, cheers 🍻,😊

  • willyweed

    Go walking in the garden
    when the skies are blue above
    till the fields with hopes & dreams
    and sow the seeds of love. ww

    • illia

      😉 thanks ww



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