Beyond the Fog

by Alice   Jun 16, 2018

There is no sun beyond the fog,
no beacon in the deadened smog.
No rays to ever reach or stream
as hands setting right our scheme.
We have only our stupidity
and ignorance’s blood victory:
the slow slay of potency’s head-
and our hungry hearts left unfed.
Never truly peeling bleared out eyes
to look beyond the darkened skies
and realise, so we shriek and thaw,
that we could have been so much more.


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  • 4 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Alice, this is really rather good. I am not sure if you are aware you have written this, using iambic meter, but where you have it reads well.

    Well done - I like your style. :)

  • 4 years ago

    by Mark

    Nominated Alice. :)

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