Poetry Blogs (2012, sadness)
The Jester
THE JESTER The jester performs in a world full of tears, His chuckle, an attempt to allay all our fears. His joyful tones, sweet music to our ears, His mission, to help those who need it so dear. But what of the end of the long lonely road, His whimsical smile, no-one left now to goad. When the laughter runs out and the jester runs dry, As realisation sets in and he can do noug...
Monday 16th July 2012 1:21 pm
From always ...
Nothing happens, I have no answers
Only the great sadness seems to assist me
Faced with despair, people are losing their identity
The word violence plays its language
Everything is corrupted
Everything looks bad, aging
In the thunder of the night I discover that my brother is my enemy
The only thing real is this sad reality
©Noris Roberts
Wednesday 8th February 2012 1:41 am
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