REST ASSUREDA Poem by Phil Roberts
I do not speak in sombre tones
Not for me the gentle echo Hushing through hallowed halls I shall growl my way to the grave Be damned to the insignificant And to hell with the indifferent There are no rules or rulers There are only fools and foolers I need no-one else's straight lines I have imagination enough to swerve And spite enough to spin Snapping snarling and seditious Spitting venomous and vicious Flamed by the world's injustice And humanity's indifference Not until I am dead burned and scattered Shall I rest assured By Phil Roberts © 2016 Phil Roberts |
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Added on January 17, 2016 Last Updated on January 17, 2016 AuthorPhil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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