It Is
by Kern T Yack
Monday, June 02, 2008
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Well, I guess this is another "End of the World" scenario I've written. This is my first posted freewrite. All questions, comments, and reviews are appreciated. |
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Saddened by
My loss of words
I have no fear
But my death
It is here
Unfortunate how
We came to be
Though, no longer
But my family
It is gone
Regrettable that
We ever have known
That we are
But my city
It is demolished
Inopportune when
We loved to live
That we cared
But my country
It is compromised
Infelicitous why
We ever could exist
Still, good was
But my world
It is hopeless,
And I wish for it no more.
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| Reviewed by Sandie Angel |
8/30/2008 |
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Well, I just stop by to tell you that I like your BIO pic. It reminds me of my cat, Pride, when he was a tiny tot. Now he has become so big, 20 lbs. and probably over!
Is your cat a Buster Brown cat? If he is, then he will be big! And he will have thick bone as well.
Hmmmmm...okay, about your poem...It is sad! That's all I can say!
Sandie Angel :o) |
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| Reviewed by Kern Yack |
8/8/2008 |
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Robert, thank you!
Unfortunately, however... I think things will only continue down, seeing as everyone thinks they are in the right. They may be, or they might not be. But everyone has the interest of protecting their people, however irrational or rational their ways of doing this are. Unless everyone sees this, and stops... The goal is totally unreachable. Then we have to trust each other, and join together. But if a significantly large group breaks away, it's back to chaos again. My hope is that these wars won't kill the people that could change the world to this, and instead they'll be maybe the million or two (maybe more) left, and for a time, at least, we'll have peace. That is, of course, the regular way to look at it. |
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| Reviewed by Robert Harrison |
8/1/2008 |
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Dear Kern,
I have been away from this site for some twelve months, trying out other poetry sites. Who should I pick on when returning but a Mormon. Well Brother Kern meet Brother Harrison from Brisbane, Australia.
Your poem is a sad tale of what is going on in many parts of the world, and my heart goes out to you my brother. You expressed yourself well.
Robert |
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| Reviewed by Lois Christensen |
7/14/2008 |
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| It is so like you described of this world. People not protecting our environment, people from foreign lands hating us, trying to destroy us, the Gov't does it Care? That is a big question noone can answer. Only God knows the time that it is for the world to end and peace reigns then. May it not be put off too long, as terrible things are happening and how can it get much worse? |
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| Reviewed by Deborah Munson (Reader) |
6/6/2008 |
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| Youve managed to put a picture on despair. There is only one hope for us all. Well Done! Deborah |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
6/2/2008 |
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Our country is in disarray and not sure if it has crossed that point of no return, but your words are piercingly true.....
Be always safe,
Karen |
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