This Dreadful WorldA Poem by ken burkea quick poem i wroteThe clouds creep across the sky
Miles above where life forms lie We are ants in this dreadful world, Our fates being twisted and curled. Our lives are planned and decided As we are clueless that we are being guided. So I ask you once where will our life lead You ignore me as I beg and plead I don't want the suffering or the pain I don't want to think of all the innocent you have slain You lead us into hurt you, into misery. If only you could see the world in which we see. We might find love to you its just a whirl. But we wonder where is the good in this dreadful world. © 2011 ken burkeReviews
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