- Non-Erotic Poetry
- by the hand of Shiva
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Today's world was
by Shiva wrought,
and the old ways
fast forgot...
it's flashing lights and
fly by night,
the continents naked
in each others' sight,
the ocean miles shrunk
by modem light
And how few see
how little is right,
how poisoned by complacency
our potential
is gone to seed...
as robot hands
confuse
the flower and the weed,
and oblivious
of the lit fuse,
the halls of power
take tea
and drift by sweet symphony
as the streets sink
into cloaked but vile anarchy
and Fortuna's clock ticks
as Olympus asks the question
of our fate
- COMMENTS
HoneyAdoredabout 9 years ago...as they sip Darjeeling tea
while sat on their thrones
In New Dehli
