When people from the twentieth century
Are not breathing anymore,
Who will rule over this reign?
What will come to save this world?
What will happen to my seeds
Should they come to be just born?
Who will look after this creed
Which just seems to be so flawed?
Who will pour some common sense
Over friends not coming yet?
For this life goes up and down
No matter fallen or found.
Will the sun be bright and blissful
Or will it be hot and blameful?
Will my tiers' tears flow down thankful
Or water toxic wasted land?
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Poems of Light and Darkness
Poesiawell, these are my poems, I hope you enjoy them. I chose the tiger for the cover because of William Blake's poem, which is such an special poem for me. I'm just starting writing on wattpad and I'm new too writing poems in English, which is not my na...
