What follows life is life, again,
What follows then is now.
The world, again, resides in strife,
Hell repeats itself.
What follows then is Now,
Again, Heavens weep to see,
Hell repeats itself,
That cannot be for me.
Again! Heavens weep to see!
Mankind picking up a club!
That cannot be for me!
I seem much more sensitive…
Mankind picking up a club;
What follows then is now.
I seem much more sensitive...
Life repeats itself.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 11/27/08
art Sun...
Edwin
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Much gratitude to the author for offering this brilliant Pantoum.
It is always a learning moment to read a composition that honors the English language like "Life Repeats Itself" does... enriching The American Fine Letters, and adding value to the history of Poetry.
In respect and admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU