Puppet master strings entangle the world as a chaotic symphony exposes evil hands, the audience refusing to look up.
Category: Poem
Poem – Afraid
Preachers preach, dictators kill, and people watch like good little sheep.
Some follow the dictator, while others the preacher, all too afraid to stand.
Poem – Flutter
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, wings flutter past your cheek as a breeze.
Poem – Without
Without the rain and cloudy days, the earth would be scorched and dry. Without the sun, it would be dark and lifeless. Without the wind, without the snow, without fire and ice, we would not exist.
Poem – Umbrellas
In the shade of a thousand umbrellas, people sink further into the sand as they watch others play.
Poem – Six Words
Friend, brother, sister, mom, dad, child. Six words with no meaning to an addict. Six words with real people behind them. Six words that would do anything to help. Six words, helpless to deliver.
Poem – We Forgot
We’ve been here before, humanity out of order. It happens every time we forget.
Poem – Evil Tongue
An evil tongue that once enslaved has twisted pretending to be a savior.
An evil tongue that speaks of utopia is building a home where there is no freedom.
An evil tongue seeks to protect you, for it is not evil. It is your tongue that must be silenced.
Poem – Summer
Summer nears, insects fly, as turtles line up on a log warmed by the sun.
Poem – Charade
From within, some seek peace only to find turmoil, their thoughts stolen by vice, their tranquility a charade.
Timothy French 