Go Back. Poem by Driss Ezzireg
Go Back.
Roses turned blue
As the wind blew.
Thoughts travelled miles
Amongst hidden smiles.
Children still die of hunger
In lack of concern and anger.
Sorrow fills the stinky, brutal air
While children revel at the dusty fair.
I smell treason at the doors of reason.
I must go back to where I belong.
I must I go back to where I came from.
I smell treason at the doors of reason. I must go back to where I belong. I must I go back to where I came from. The poem hovers around the deep social concern of the poet. Nicely crafted with so elegant rhyming. 10++++ for it. Subhas
Thanks very much, Subhas for appreciating this poem. In fact, I'm losing much of my trust in the true nature of Man.
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4/26/2024 11:01:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Smell treason at the doors of reason and sorrows amaze mind. This is brilliantly expressed poem shared here on sorrows.10
My sincere thanks to you, Kumarmani.