The black rose within

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

When the black rose falls off and flies

The path around begins to rot

Every living thing within miles dies

It once was red but by misery shot


Tainted the earth at the end of its life

But far from as much as mankinds strife


The causes of which were spite and greed

You get what you want but not what you need


Blinded by poison all around

we lose sight of what matters

Deaf to the reasoning sound

We hear only what shatters


Numbed by the darkness inside 

By the laws of hate we abide.


We blame the protectors 

and the bringers of hope

when we take in the defectors

We can no longer cope


For what once gave us purpose

warmth and meaning

Is now gone.

Submitted: April 28, 2018

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Bert Broomberg

Very good subject, well written. I always enjoy a bit of social comment.

Sat, April 28th, 2018 12:58pm


Thanks. I will eventually be somewhat active, so i hope you'll enjoy the future poems.

Sat, April 28th, 2018 7:50am


An excellent observational poem, well done!

Sat, April 28th, 2018 6:59pm


Very good poem great writing nice job. Look forward to reading more of your work


Mon, April 30th, 2018 12:20pm


Thank you, i'm really glad you liked it ;-)

Tue, May 1st, 2018 1:48am

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