Dirge
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Tuesday, September 30, 2003
When shadows lay abreast of time
Pronouncing end to humankind,
No weeping will be heard,
As Man has failed to learn.
When shallows suffocate earth’s seas
Producing gasps of emptied pleas,
No weeping will be cried,
As life begins to die.
When hollows crater world’s brown sands
Protracting ruined desert lands,
No weeping will be wrung,
As sun commences plunge.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 9/31/03
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And perhaps an omen?
I like the way you present the inevitability of the end of the world, rather than the possibility.
Well done!
Robin
Inspiring and profound message is this poem, "Dirge".
Enriching WRITING.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
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