Free flow, fools gods
07 August 2015
MICHAEL DOM
“A
King
May move
A man”
But
Only fools and gods
Could accept the odds
Doubt
That the future to be written
Is in the hands now writing
This
For tomorrows children will erase our inking
With the legitimacy of their own thinking
Seek
Where we are blind
They will soon find
Out
That the dreams we now offer
Do not satisfy their coffer
More
That is left here for their undoing,
Or less
That is written than what’s left unsaid.
Beautiful poem.
Posted by: Amanda Yeou | 10 August 2015 at 09:45 PM
Wow.
Posted by: Lapieh Landu | 07 August 2015 at 01:25 PM
As always, Michael, a worthy wordsmith.
Posted by: `Robin Lillicrapp | 07 August 2015 at 07:17 AM