letter to the future (Part 1)

a little fantasy here.....straying somewhat away from my usual type of writing.

  it's an old story that
has been around for many years,
it's an old story and
it will tell you something...

 

it happened during dark times
when the wind blew much
harder than ever before,
the evil wind of
a terrible disease.

 

therefore the prince decided
to lock himself up in his castle
alone with his friends,

he thought to stay
locked up there and
to wait until the fear
and the obscurity
would yield and allow his soul to breathe,

wishing this satanic wind to blow by,

salvaging his mind and never come back.

 

in the castle there was joy
and people had a great time
eating and dancing
and nobody ever
believed that the
evil wind would ever
reach the castle
but at the end it did

despite their false sense of security.

 

I write you this story because
it sounds like some history that
repeats itself and keeps coming back,

I write you this story
because soon you will be born
and who knows how the city
will look like once that
wind will have died down.

 

I don’t know what kind of
world you will grow up in,
I only hope that you will be a
son of a new and better society.





 

Author's Note

this poem is written and mean't to be thought provoking, since it's fantasy I'm curious to see how my readers interpret this piece. There should be a varying degree of comments and what is important is I want to hear the varying opinions my readers get out of this piece. I hope you enjoy the read and let me know what this poem means to each of you. Some of you may find the story somewhat incomplete and you would be right in that judgement.....it is Part 1 of a series which I'm working on, be patient, I'm working on part 2 and 3:).......Also, if you haven't gotten the chance to read my poem Young hearts with Wings I'd strongly recommend giving it a read.....it is my little own masterpiece I consider.....would greatly appreciate anyone who hasn't read it yet to comment the piece. Thank-you, Nico.

Reviews

[Bear]

"his only hope was that he would be a son of a new and better society"... a fine wish indeed but, I believe that for society to become new and better each one of us has to contribute to making IT BETTER in whatever ways we can. Whether it be sharing our thought upon this site, chatting with strangers while out and about forming new friendships as our paths continue to cross... who knows if "society" will ever become equal for all, where it is "all for one and one for all"? Difficult it must be since obviously we have miles of improvement to attend to. Perhaps we need to STOP writing history and teaching it to our children... seems as though the history we and our parents were taught just lent the O.K. to continue on as is; repeating and repeating when up against the wall? Gee, I'm done diggin' this hole, it'll depress me if I continue. I do ramble on as I search for the words to express the thoughts within. Letter to the Future... re-read the past, learn from it and please don't repeat. ;~) Bear

[Rin]

This is interesting, the satanic wind kind of makes me think of the plague for some reason. Because, the people would close their windows and hide in their houses to try to keep away from it but it failed an they ended up dying and it devistated our population. It also makes me think that the diseased wind could be pollution and how we are slowly killing ourselfs and it's too late to run away from it. It could also be the cloud of death. No one can escape death from what I know of and it sometimes comes when we don't expect it or when we do expect it. It really makes me think that this poem is saying that we will cause the death of one another. Nicely done, I like all the different ideas you can get out of this poem.

[TL Boehm]

yes, well written and intriguing - much like an old tale recited from generation to generation, it has that feel to it

[desertraven]

intreguing piece.
Sandra

[Nico]

I would like to thank all my readers who spared a little of their time to read my writing here.....I appreciate every one of you and whether you liked it or not is okay with me, I read every single comment and try to absorb and learn.

Thank-you.
God Bless.
Nico.

[Brenda Sue]

Very well written. Makes one wonder and ask questions. Great write.

[LostCauze[:P]]

History May Repeat Itself, But Eventually The People Who Are Effected Will Change Slowly Due Time, Therefore History May Have A Chance to Alter....Which Represents Hope.

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My initial take was of a medieval Duke in his castle during the days of the Black Death in northern Italy, or the south of France.

The deeper take is the message that no matter how powerful, how elite, and no matter how strong the defenses, no one is completely immune from the evil that blows with the wind.

[Jd Young]

I agree. I hope for a new society as well. This poem was quite powerful especially coming from the times of past. It was mystical and gothic. I loved it how it was a letter to an unborn son, but not a specific son. Just a person who the speaker believes and wishes will be born into a better future. I think the ending line is what really speaks for the piece. We all want some sense of safety and security in our lives. But there is always some inevitable force trying to get in and destroy what we have.

Nico you impress me more and more. I would have never expected a piece like this from you. It just never crossed my mind that a piece like this would fit your style, but it did and it works very well.

[Carrie]

GOOD JOB! INDEED, the world, as well, as having, its' joy, has its' evil, too. It WILL, be hard, to explain, to our children, why that is, and, encourage them, that they can fix, at least, SOME, of it. Thanks, for sharing. Ttys. God Bless. HUGS!

Very dark and foreboding. I loved it. Its almost like the whole story is a metaphor for a revolution- history repeating itself.
"I don't know what kind of
world you will grow up in,
I only hope that you will be a
son of a new and better society."
My favorite, I liked how the poem flowed from each stanza to the next but I loved this one.
I loved the ending of this poem/chapter. Its dark almost the style of writing of 'Lemony Snicket' or something like that. I can't wait to read part 2 and 3! PLease send a request when they are posted!