Has God given up on us? Does he weep?
I listen for him in the moon shadows
Dew droplets at dawn, in earth’s gentle sleep
Where is the light we were born to embrace?
I sift through the compost of dreams rotted
In darkest alleys, I search for His face
Why do we build our own prisons of fear?
Humanity’s keys we hold in our hands
Intentions perish with the silt of tears
Do we have the right to ignore our own hearts?
Were they not the gifts of the righteous souls?
Far be it for us to tear them apart
Stir gently the pot of evolution
Ignite the flame of a resolution
Written for a special Poetry Form prompt at dVerse. Bjorn starts us off with some helpful information on sonnets and some exciting news! Doors open at 3 p.m.EST.
I decided to use the structure of a Terza Rima with 4 tercets and a couplet , but I wandered from the rhyme scheme. Mine is ABA CDC EFE GHG II. Oh my, perhaps I shall stick to free verse?