When good flowed as the river flows
did not all people know their place;
the call to share all joys and woes,
and sharing all to be of grace?
What caused then poison to be poured
and make a dirge of sweet accord?
By want is wisdom's well run dry,
by fear and greed and toothsome lie.
Seek now the cup of better cheer
before you dry the riverbed,
and hoping's last has been out-bled.
But seek to open wide and hear
the call to share all joys and woes
when good flows as the river flows.
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Star Trek: The Original Sonnets
PoetryEvery Monday at http://wondertalesprovidence.blogspot.com I post a reaction to an episode from Star Trek: The Original Series. Thematically inspired by certain episodes, some posts have verses which I have adapted into a series of Pushkin sonnets. E...
