one of my older poems. it was something i pulled off in the middle of the night.
Of a City
I stood on a cliff
Overlooking the great expanse
Of a City,
And I saw many things:
Men who spoke
As though they knew what was speech,
Men who laughed
As though they knew what was laughter,
Men who cried
As though they knew what were tears,
Men who ruled
As though they knew what were leaders,
Men who thought
As though they knew what was wisdom,
Men who prided
As though they knew what was glory,
Men who loved
As though they knew what was love,
Men who were
As though they knew what was being.
I stood there watching,
Then I turned and walked away;
For my eyes could see,
And my ears could hear.
END
btw, do we have to keep all our works in one thread like in the art section or are we allowed to post separately?