Bob Blackwell - ! A Poets Life (2)

One by one the string of words
make sentences and verses.

They describe
a world of wonder,
a world of hate;

great poem epics of
how
humankind is wrong,
flow strongly.

No still waters
no mountain of hope
no tiny flowers
hidden
between the rocks
of conflict.

Black angry waters
flow,
they cry out for
justice, truth.
No knowledge shared,
little love is spread around.

Yet hope lies close
A lotus flower,
its petals lie serene,
its scent of knowledge
given freely, we must
read the words it writes
upon this page.

Give a love
that lasts, a love
that does not
discriminate.



07-07-2009

Bob Blackwell

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