Monday, 21 March 2022

To Sup, or not to Sup?

Sweet childhoods snatched away, destroyed

Careers and hopes all dashed and void;

Pinched faces stark, with fear etched deep,

Stunned disbelief and lack of sleep…

 

Man’s worst enemy is man!

A scary thought that one such can

Hold to ransom, bomb on sight

Safe refuges – night on night…

 

As always, I will name no names

But there is one whom the world blames;

Has history no lessons taught?

News bulletins leave us distraught …

 

When with the devil someone sups

Power, absolute, corrupts;

When will this horror movie cease?

For eighty years, we’ve treasured peace …


(c) Poet in the woods 2022



 

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