Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)

Poetry 6

Poetry 6
Experience
What's the reason for a pause
In the rhythm of our lives
Just because the ice shows thaw
Doesn't mean that snow won't survive
Do we understand the real cause
Of a nuclear winter that will arrive
We need to determine the law
That governs the climatic drive
That many already foresaw

Arm
Blood flows freely from a wound
Literally falling from the sky
What cause is appropriate
In the mind of killer of lambs
A finger can kill as well as point
A fire stick spews death to all
And is not responsible for the one
Who believes that murder is the cure
For a world that has become dysfunctional
Are we disconnected from reason
That we bathe in the blood of innocents
Only love can overcome evil
In the final blowing of the horns
That separate the sheep from the goats

Stage
We arrive upon the stage of life
With little more than are human wit
As we learn to dance we are met with strife
And soon acquire the skills to submit
We soon learn that the dance evolves
The performance becomes more difficult
We must admit that we are called upon
To gracefully dance as only we know how
Despite the grief that we are subjected to
Eventually we acquire the skills to survive
Upon the stage of dancing fools
But, alas our dancing days soon end
And we must put away are dancing shoes
there is no rest for a dancing fool
Because the directer gives us the final call
And we realize that the days of dancing are up
Because it's time for our final dance
And we must answer the final curtain call