i'm taking another stab after being torn savagely to shreads in my last post. it would seem that people look at the lateral and not beyond. sure there are times when all the laws of poetry should be used, but when it comes to writing for fun, i find it doesn't matter. i've shown this to a few people and none can interpret it.
Plea
On his knees on the cold, aching earth
His hands pressed against each other
The eyes, moist with tears, squinted together
The raggy head descending
‘I pray, I pray’
An unheard cry,
The feeble plea drowned
In the fodder of human ignorance
A weapon as harsh as death itself
The young man, still bows
Though his father’s eyes do not see him
‘Am I the lesser of them?’
‘Am I not your child also?’
Then a voice whispers to him
‘But your name is human’
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