Friday, August 12, 2011

a breed apart


I see famine, plague and flood,
I see evil men;
I see dreams covered in mud,
Pain beyond God’s ken,
Horror, failure, pleading, blood--
And reach for a pen.


Copyright 2011 Matthew J Wells
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2 comments:

Jewel said...

This reminds me of "I sit and Look out" by Walt Whitman. You both look in the faces of suffering and...beautifully put the pen to paper.

August 15, 2011 at 2:03 AM
Horvendile said...

Thanks, Jewel.

August 15, 2011 at 9:51 AM

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