TURN BACK WRONG WAYA Poem by andrew mitchell
The World ----
A palace by day A palace by night From the trees of prosperity To the fields of life. Changing with evolution, A masterpiece that seeds Not to be sculptured By man's selfish needs. For extinction is near From man's progress As the forests disappear; Is this man's success?
© 2015 andrew mitchellReviews
|
Stats
80 Views
1 Review Added on March 1, 2015 Last Updated on March 1, 2015 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
|