Our Punishment
by
Debra Rose
(Age: 23)
copyright 02-09-2009
Age Rating: 13 to 127
Hindrance,
sweet salvation stuck mute
upon the cresting wave of a landslide.
Eating the village, the
paupers, the gods at the
temple--
--It's voice is lodged.
Saving grace carried away by a
storm of fertile ground pummeling
the infertile streets of civilization.
We stand motionless against the
repercussions of our own actions
and the transgressions
of our ancestors,
wondering who will be left when
the purification is done.
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It is with leaps and bounds you grow, so well you see the world about us, your gift of words and voice moves many, earth and heavens, more so much more, great write.. Walt
Well this is a little on the complicated side for me. Not to say I don't like it because I do.
We stand motionless against the
repercussions of our own actions
and the transgressions
of our ancestors,
I can relate to this.