Poetry

What a Fair World
Written by michael.m
On Friday, April 6th 2012

Today the sky is much darker than yesterday
Dark cloud shades every single corner of the street
Blocks every spot the sunlight can breach
But I am standing still
Hoping the rain to fall faster
To cover the tears which fall from my eyes
Then flow through my cheek
And drop to the ground

I plead
What a fair world
To ignore my rants and cries
Just like passing wind through a forest
I can never sound myself
Against its cruel, black heart alone

I plead
What a fair world
To forsake my presence
Like a crow hanging on the window
Then hushed to go away
By the owner of the house
By the owners of this world

I plead
What a fair world
To let me fight alone
To let me choose my darkest ways
Lead not to my destiny
No one can help me
To share the burden
Of the pen and of the book
Of the ink and of the blood
Of the bone and of the flesh
I use to write
Ever