Changing Times

Changing Times

A Poem by Keston Charles
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A creation of covid-19

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The earth has meaning again,
Little trees sprout food,
Skies clear,
Time that was short seems long, 
The time is not a bother anymore. 

Early morning early rise,
Planning is a thing long past,
They wanted to live, 
Life is all that maters.

They want to see the green rivers,
The blue streams, 
The red seas, 
The white sand, 

Nothing can be seen at this time, 
Work is all that matters,
Work is not the same,
Behind windows and doors,

Play still lives,
Love survives, 
Truth is self, 
Death lurks,
We all live

© 2020 Keston Charles


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Haunting images here, especially in the last verse. Although grim reality is acknowledged, the overall theme is hope. Death does lurk, but still, we all live.
PS: Do a spell check on the last word of verse 2.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Wow..
This is amazing honesty!

The world has come to a halt given the current global crisis.
On one side the Earth heals and on other people suffer.
Hopes and prayers things become better soon

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Keston Charles

4 Years Ago

Hey appreciate your comment. I'm hoping things become better as well and I hope these times bring gr.. read more
Jasnil Chand

4 Years Ago

You as well..

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Added on April 16, 2020
Last Updated on April 16, 2020
Tags: #Lockdown #Thinking #Alone

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Keston Charles
Keston Charles

Trinidad and Tobago



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I am an honest writer, I write what I feel and think, I enjoy comedy with a message. I am not here to beg for help or opinions because i can only be myself. If you feel the need to comment you can bec.. more..