our dilemma
(My first ever attempt at a sonnet. This follows the Shakespearean form; the rhyme scheme is ABAB CDCD EFEF GG.)
our dilemma
I wish that I could sail right past the moon
to dwell with stars that seem so clear and pure
We’ve dirtied air and soiled our lagoons
There isn’t time to implement a cure
especially now, when ruled by tin-pot tyrants
who declaim, harangue, and otherwise disgrace—
Their fixation, building up their bank accounts
inciting fear, they murder, purge, deface
Enraged, inflamed, provoked, we rise, resist
hands clasped in peace we stand to face their force
What strength it takes to claim the calm, insist
on steadiness and faith to hold our course
No stars, not yet—Clean up the mess we’ve made
and take to court the ones who have betrayed
Oooh! Love this. Beautiful meter to the language. Thanks for sharing.
i'm about to enter, for the first time, the land of sonnets as the suggested prompt for the next session of a poetry class...sigh. thanks for you unintentional encouragement.