Cruel Legacy (poem) by Walter LaVerne Jones on AuthorsDen

Cruel Legacy
by Walter LaVerne Jones → (All Poetry by Walter LaVerne Jones)
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What have we left.....what did we receive
City streets reach out to hold mind and body As the day reaches some point of understanding I find the answers a bit cold and hard to take Tip back a part called me Dropped a bomb to see Ripple sees a cripple free Mental escapes but it is a fee Tailor made for a fit to a tee Green leaves shell brown lost to example he Stories grace the hand and labor Takes more than a change in place I cry in the place of love lost Honor takes the place of values fine In the cold days we dine In roots of fall gathered Questioning only summer breeze Spring comes to me in the age The new rebirth is a country memory Yet in the glow of the moon I watch flowers bloom Oh the words keep me free can't you see Please me in the green yet to be Cold feels the key all alone reach for thee Red hearts dance for she feels pages for a fee Summer breeze dances in the mind of learn Taking me to the sea side of being alive Come stay awhile with me life live Have you heard me cry to the wind taste well the drink of sorrow in sin softly we walk the road of intention rationalize the good words of invention death cares not it pulls you kicking and screaming City streets reach out to hold mind and body As the day reaches some point of understanding I find the answers a bit cold and hard to take My children struggle just like me hard to accept even harder to see hoped them to be free thought I paid their fee

Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson

Reviewed on February 8, 2005

wow walter, you have some excellent lines and feelings here!!!
truly enjoyed
"red hearts dance for she feels pages for a fee"
(hahaha~private thought there) and the last verse
outstanding

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers

Walter, we can guide them to the gate, but payment is theirs to pay. We can't even loan them the dues.
A most excellent message and very well penned.

Lisa

Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)

Reviewed on February 7, 2005

Walter does indeed write powerful words.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Most powerful read my friend!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by E T Waldron

This is an excellent poem,provokes mixed emotions.
It seems we can't pay their fee. Each indiviual must
pay their own.

etw