Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Twilight

An old poem (written some 5 years ago) i guess it is about the war on terror.



The twilight exhaled
A sexless sorrow

But our leaders heard
Only meaningless rain

Wealth devoured the obese
Commuters carried bombs

Infants were born grew and died
This infinite war

Laws hammered the lonely fire
Intensified the endless war

Sorrow floated the sickly wind

2 comments:

NAVAL LANGA said...

The picture is very grim. But let us hope on one point, gentleman : The God has not closed his office yet.

Naval Langa

Tomás Ó Conghalaigh said...

i hope not as well, but any gods do seem to be ignoring us poor creatures at the moment

Vomitoria