Standards Poem by nicky joyce

Standards



Sitting with my senior we look up at the sky
Why standards seemed to took a dive
Heavy weight of thoughts unknown
Trapping and tampering with our outer flow

So many standards so dry as air
Ones that are fluent ones with care
Levelling them out to all make sense
It`s like sitting on top of a prickly fence

What standards do we really need
The ones that’s full of anger and utter greed
Do they matter or even count
Is it not us just thinking utter clout


Sensors are standards to a certain degree
For once was solemn and all complete
Like leaves dropping from a lonely tree
The feeling of high standards is all you see

Comparing yours to others no doubt
Sterling around with bitter sweet pout
Standards are taken to another level
Where we just see them as someone`s devil

Lost all hope and deprived of life
All because you push your standards aside
Take it back and raise new bars
For once you then can heal all scars

You drop your standards as you see fit
Not to make others happy but to clear wit
Take the light with the torch
Open those standards you once ignored

You know it won’t be easy
Hard times could show
But if you have certain standards
Don’t ever let them go

For you are important and you will shine
So let the world see what they are denied
Show them your thoughts and your grace
For today it is the end of the long lost race

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 19 October 2013

show them your thought and your grace, good write, thanks.

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