Pale Death of Renewal

Death strides
empty streets
alleys littered with corpses
life so empty
downfall of mankind
so easy to orchestrate
only takes a few
sheer stupidity
always outweighs sanity of many.
Few have been saved
few will return
to rebuild an age
of harmony
of peace
of tranquility
done with removal
of those who longed for war
longer for ultimate control
their time is no more.
Charlatans helped
spreading lies
pretending voice of God
spoke directly to
dictating truths
used as vile weapon
utter disregard
yet still looked upon as saviour
why heads in the sand?
Pointed fingers
wicked whispered word
one here
that one there
come together
plots exploded
now the world is calm.
Under brilliant stars
first night light
aux natural
beauty long forgotten
finally to return.
©Aug. 3/20
Picture via Pinterest

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

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