Delirious footsteps,
progress under stress,
drunk with mishaps
Terror attacks,
assassinations,
polemic polarisation's
The irony greatest
that the world is in our fist
What a twist of fate?
Windows have made,
rendering our earth
transparent!
With open secrets, we fret
'Fear is the key'
though we can settle
our diverse ideals
across the tables
amicably.
Once again you give our minds something to mull over, so true in every aspect.
David.L.
Good poem, very true. Problems could be solved humanely but too many insist on bloodshed rather than compromise.