By The Fireside

A Poem by The Hampstead Poet

There is a place; I'll tell you now

For suffering and fear reside

Within this foggy, wandering world

Where youth and laughter carefree hide

A city far beyond the reach

Of thy fleeting mortal soul

Gleaming bright within the future

Free of the present, human toll

For evil once was cast away

And never will it once return

Replaced by its infallibility

For that fire, hope, doth burn

I tell you now, by the fireside

As light ripples upon the walls

To lift your spirit from this fog

To keep you from night's jeering calls

A place where death has lost its hold

And spirits glow bright, for they know

The darkness cannot reach this place

The days are shadowed not by woe

I weep for thee, and humankind

For we are so far from this place

I ask you to bring forth the light

To shine upon this Earthen race

For fiction is it, I don't know

I tell you with my bated breath

The dreams and lusts of mortality

We all search for escape from death

This world is cold, this world is wrong

I cannot tell you all its faults

For I have seen the evil that

Lurks in the mist, in human vaults

So I tell you by the fireside

Gazing into those numbered flames

As we beat back, for just a while

The darkness that knows us by name

Son, can you see it, for I'm afraid

My sight is lost for the final time

I cannot see the flickering light

I cannot hear silver bells chime

Just let me know that you can see

A better world than that one I

Had brought you forth, and cast the chains

The place where humanity must die

© 2015 The Hampstead Poet

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Coyote Poetry

You said a handful in the amazing poetry.
"This world is cold, this world is wrong
I cannot tell you all its faults
For I have seen the evil that
Lurks in the mist, in human vaults"
Many sets of lines stood out. I liked the above lines the best. Hard to see good in a world running toward madness. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote