DjinnA Poem by Riordan McNewor genies or don't wish... ever
This research always gets me scared
Layer upon layer, should I have dared? Mine eyes now conceive which I've always believed The brazen vessel has long been unsealed Every wish to one star be unconcealed If that's what inspires you, the journey goes no further Lazy river going nowhere until the soul's set afire With that passion once more, restless for some answers Please sir, where is the door? They should make this more portable, Greedy grubbers with only one care, Power untested, earthlings neglected, If they could read they would have seen. Death awaits at every throne We call them masters now, Who deserves it more? Had we known our leaders, much older than kings and empires, They were always here, vacation until we rebuild the mess. Head for a new sphere, lay the babies in a nest, It's insane but the game gets grander each time. So fun in fact, I'm glad the Djinn are alive. © 2012 Riordan McNew |
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Added on March 19, 2012 Last Updated on March 19, 2012 |