Turn the World Around

Bombs make headline news, militias are caught.
There are no families left unwithered
There are no men of letters or high thought
And what minds remain have now dithered.
We are too lame, our learning now too short,
Deafened by shouting, crippled in the haste,
Held to the ideologies they pay court
While the world seems left to squalor and waste.
But if we become wise in communion,
Renew vows to nature and man, and learn
To extend our minds, teach our souls, union
Rebuild at home and country, then in turn
Things may realign and Eden’s fruit be
Replaced upon mankind’s forbidden tree.

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This entry was posted in Sonnets.

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