The storm carried on but she continued to smile
The people in this place seemed so cold and so vile
Sometimes she wished the hands would just stop ticking
That she had time to rest and to stop overthinking
The raging war carried on everyday of her life
she clung to the hope that one day she would have no strife
And as she wiped a single tear from her a face
the curtains closed and she realised the world was a dark and bitter pace
All I ask is one question
Was it gods best creation or his most shameful disgrace ?
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Author:
robyn x (
Offline) - Published: April 7th, 2018 07:53
- Category: Reflection
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WELCOME ROBYN ~ Thanks for your first Poem ! Well written ~ replete with Rhyme (mainly couplets ~ my fave) and Rhythm ! We all live on the same planet ~ BUT ~ for some Life is horrendous ~ full of strife & battle. In the end she did her best ~ we all do ! Who we are is God's gift to us (through our Parent's genes) what we make of ourselves is our Gift back to God (and our Parents). Life is always an uneven playing field ~ we are conceived EQUAL but born very UNEQUAL ! BUT ~ In Paradise (through the Curtain ?) we are all resurrected EQUAL ~ AMEN ~ Thanks for caring & sharing Yours BRIAN Please check my Poems ~ Thanks B.
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