Divorces abound, one family in three
One lightning bolt, one of three family trees
Made by society, one of a million phages
As the world cries forever tears of the ages
Wars out of reach, out of sight, out of mind
Shadows of a past far that were far left behind
In the times of knights, dragons and mages
As flowers under snow cry tears of the ages
Rape and arson, millions dead
The soul of the world on its final bed
But we pocket blood money and cash in sin's wages
As our very world drowns in tears of the ages
This poem was originally written in 2001, shortly before my entire collection of works was lost. That same year, Tears of the Ages proceeded to the semi-finals in a North American poetry competition. It was recovered from a poetry web site over six years after its original destruction.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
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