Dream

Dream

A Poem by R.L. Davenport

Raindrops, innocence not
Born with morality, forgotten or lost 
For the self our souls will rot 
Insolence traded for love 
To the skies and above 

They think of flesh and jokes
Why is nothing,
Always doing the most
Rewarded for your idiocy 
Laughing as it shows 

There's a certain ruthlessness
In life we all face 
Those who try to control
Act like they save
Destroy history to replace 

So rest in peace to Notre Dame
Iberian and Visigoth
As Europe falls apart 
For our freedom, 
Til death do us part

© 2019 R.L. Davenport


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Added on July 6, 2019
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R.L. Davenport
R.L. Davenport

Christmas Island, CA



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