poetry assignment... I hate and suck at poetry. :P

[gryfinnincubus]

I find myself at natures edge
Wandering about alone and silently-
To the paths I've past wandered I cast my eye
Open unto the fields, and to the sky-
And relish this last moment of tranquility
The glory and freshness of a dream-

Before me desolation stretches forth
breaking me away from my fantasy
earth mothers gift rolls away like a fog
Uncurling over the tainted city river-

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream-
gifted this urban graveyard with hope by their agents
But they have dwindled long by slow decay-
And leave naught but despair in their wake.

I wander thro' each charter'd street-
And mark in every face I meet-
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.-
There is a faith that corrupts your joy
And hope that is unwilling to be fed;-
Cold, pain and labor, and all fleshly ills-
this city doth, like a garment, wear-

To me alone there came a thought of grief-
An epiphany amidst the darkened streets
This is the gift of man
His legacy left upon the scorched and bleeding earth

How-then will I ever know peace again
And be gifted by the sanctity of natures kiss
to know the embrace of the night sky
and understand my place within it.
Truly we are not natures master, but its killer.