Treading on treacherous ground,
Risking life and limb,
We would be wise to know
The end is nigh.
Pinned to a corner,
We claim naivety,
Shirk all responsibility,
Cower and blame the gods.
Won’t we just
Stand up and be counted?
Risking life and limb,
We would be wise to know
The end is nigh.
Pinned to a corner,
We claim naivety,
Shirk all responsibility,
Cower and blame the gods.
Won’t we just
Stand up and be counted?
1 comment:
It's been months since your last poem :-(
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