FamineA Poem by PoetryofProvidenceGive to me your sadness and I will give you joy that you may know this the gift that our God employ like the morning dew that lights upon the field all of your sorrows will to your past be yield
let the light of love be the beauty your heart adorn the cold and the darkness from your life be torn be aware that with the gift to calculate the cost to die unto yourself and impurities be tossed
Oh elusive joy whose flight like bird on wing where is the happiness that you I hoped to bring I have sought your face that I might your splendor wear searching all the hollowed haunts for your loving care
Oh dearth and emptiness where core is desert dry surround the earth you do and we wonder why I see mankind starving who do not feed on truth without the microscope see mans dis-ease as proof
The garments that we wear are the mourners shroud behind us left the glory the love you us endowed Oh God of Love to your sanctum would I fly to escape this godless place wherein we all die
The erosion of our souls where exists such vacancy that distraction of our minds and our complacency but we like dogs eat our crumbs fallen from your fare fear to partake the table you have offered share
like on serpents belly slither in the arid dust lost we have the tracks of whats true and just our fields do the curses thorns and thistles bare our poverty of spirit the clothing that we wear
Oh come God of creation , offered freedom from our plight dispel the gloom and darkness that exists our night and slave we do in pain for our crumbs of bread but what is empty cannot give life unto the dead
So few candles left that give us any light in our weakened states to keep the laws of love in sight that the price of love is that our life be shed drink within pure water and upon your tables spread
this is just the prospect view of humanity as a whole not as individuals who practice affection as a way of life , after watching the documentation of the bombings on Nagasaki and Hiroshima I for a day felt ashamed to be named "human" the shear horror of the capacity of mankind to terrorize his kin and use mass destruction as the excuse for peace... © 2010 PoetryofProvidence |
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Added on December 10, 2010 Last Updated on December 10, 2010 AuthorPoetryofProvidenceORAboutVoracious reader , love ancient Historians and tracing ideology and belief systems, small talent in poetry so some have said , love people of every sort even if I don't agree on lifestyle makes for go.. more.. |

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