I can recall
Most anxious
To grow tall,
With each demark
Tattooed the wall,
Showed short to tall,
But failed display
Beyond that wall,
Of what import
Likened to mind,
Fixed wise be mine!
likened
“ In the Lurch ” ~ sitting on a perch ~
They’ve left us
In the lurch,
Sitting on a perch
Lost and unaware
We who were alert,
Once of human trait
Fashioned so to care,
Said analogous of gait
Now beings in despair
On this planet earth,
When man paid a visit
He bled it dry of worth,
Utterly indifferent
Of once fertile play,
A likened spent search
Holds sanity in wait,
While sitting on a perch!
a consequence of indifference
“ Anonymous ” ~ by design ~
Buried neath
A sad façade,
Cloaked in layers,
Of ambiguity…
Masked in aura
Of mystique,
Who would see
This pulchritude
Likened to a rose,
Veiled behind
Sorrow so bleak,
Wouldst by design
Endure anonymous!
