What road are they going to choose.
poem by:
Christopher Russon
Written
on Jul 03, 2019
Let's hope this storm blows over It is looking rather bad It's really so alarming When nations get raging mad. It only takes one foolish move And all we need is one Lives could be in Danger And our planet could be gone. Looking at the paper's And hearing all the news It's really not surprising Why folk drink so much booze. No need to speak of dooms day We have heard it all before Then in these times of warfare The enemy's at the door. This storm it may pass over And it could happen in a flash Then the fear of it passing Is the chance it could come back. Let's hope the nation's all see sense They have so much to lose They no the consequences So what road are they going to choose.
Tags: Rhyme, Anger, Depressing, Hope, Fear, Wishful,
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Frank Hornby . commented on Jul 06, 2019 at 8:22am
Mankind will always live life on a knife edge......it's a genetic fault....good poem Chris...........as always..ðŸ‘ðŸ»
Christopher Russon
commented on Jul 06, 2019 at 2:17pm
Thank you Frank ,too many storms in this world if you ask me.
