Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Poems ❯ Revolution, BAH ( Chapter 7 )

The city's perfumes engulfs me,

Smothers and chokes me,

O how I do loath it.

Domination to the so called progress of the civilization

 

The noise never stops,

The horrid symphony of traffic

The hullabaloo of buildings elongating into the skies.

A need to escape overwhelms

To escape the noise that surrounds

Black words on a page mark the way to escape.

Of art and the mind,

Information overwhelms

The mind rests

But the clatter brakes throw

Always it brakes.

Domination to the so called progress of the civilization

 

 

To the west the mountains

To the east the fields

Both a symphony of beauty in their own unique colors

The breath of life overfills.

In the middle is the city

Bleak in the cold sterility

Stands proud the Calgary Tower

A laugh in itself

Domination to the so called progress of the civilization

The Curse we must embrace.

 

Exercise

Write ten questions needed no know a person get someone to fill it out write a poem with a saying repeated 3X 3ed giving the punch line, incorporate the answers into the poem