A Dream Or Despair?

This poem is a call for people to face the dark times which we face with resolve and honesty, rather than hiding away in the hope that our future will brighten.

I have a dream,

that before it's too late,

that we don't sleep,

and succumb to a state,

 

Of political ignorance,

or lost morals,

for if we do,

what of tomorrow?

 

What kind of place,

would this world be,

with no hope,

of tranquility?

 

So I dream that we should,

face the future,

lest it could,

become a bane,

 

To the brotherhood,

of humankind,

I hope we find,

a way to live,

 

Which does not hide,

from the dark times,

which we face,

or our breed,

is man more than a wanton seed?

 

We leave this world

without a trace,

or legacy,

except perhaps,

a bitter sea,

or lake of lasting misery?

 

Author's Note

I'm agnostic rather than Christian, and look forward to your comments or reviews. I also accept "read requests", on this site.

Reviews

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

It is harsh times globaly. I was speaking to another WC member and great writer, that we share the same economic situation in the U.S. and the U.K. I don't know if they are compared of same magnitude or graveness but I would not doubt it, if we are in the same condition, henceforth, in danger. This are times when we must not sit, but somehow even if in a minute way try to keep ourselves involved. Involve, in a way that we try to keep up with the economy and not take the best of us. =) ---mishel

[Twilight]

Thankyou, for your insightful and detailed review.

[Ladysue]

You said a lot in this piece. Nicely done!

[Twilight]

Thanks.! Keep writing and posting comments, when you can!

[Lizanne]

Excellent! So much said that is often thought but not spoken. Look forward to reading more.

[Twilight]

Thanks for the praise.