Can We Know Better?A Poem by Katie Floresthis poem is about finding things were already have.
Six times she wishes,
Waiting on the star, Hoping things will look up; She knows better A raven crows, Understanding her pain For it wishes for something else. Anything else From dawn til dusk it flies, Moaning over head, Sending out the message, "Everyone will soon be dead." She hears and responds, "Make Life anew." But who hears? He who hears cannot be swayed. A babe cries, Listening to her woes, Terrified, Listening to what could be forever. He is worried, Seeing what has become of the world, Wonders what his place will be, Pleads for solitude and solace She hears and responds, "Make Hope bountiful." But who hears? He would hears cannot explain. A mouse trembles, Hiding in the recess of his hole, Her truth seeping though his walls, Hiding from the cold cruel world. It stares, Feeling all the wrongs, And the wrongs that could become, It whimpers and chokes tears back. She hears and responds, "Give us Courage." But who hears? He who hears cannot force. Leaves rustle as a hiss echos, Hearts stomped and eaten, Leaving him empty, hollow, He slithers on. He is empty, Her pain echoing his own Knowing only warmth's absence, Knowing indifference plagues the world. She hears and responds, "Show us Love." But who hears? He who hears cannot show more. A man stumbles, Surprised, He finds his woes sung back to him in her voice, He cannot find himself. He looks around, Never hitting the nail, Lost in a world with so little to do, He cries out in confusion. She hears and responds, "Give us Purpose." But who hears? He who hears cannot compel us She tottles along, Closed off and unsurrendered, Feeling the fear of her call, Hoping, but waiting to fall Monsters hide, Staring at her bows, Leering and jeering, So she keeps herself closed She hears and responds, "Let us have Faith." But who hears? He who hears has already complied Six times she wished, Now staring at the sun, biding her time, she should know better. © 2013 Katie FloresAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorKatie FloresI see pine, not palm trees, i see forest and dirt, not sand and beaches, CAAbouti am starting to find myself. for the longest time i thought i could only be one thing, but im starting to realize... i can't. And well there's not much else to say... I am a pretty plain person, a.. more..Writing
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