World is moving to fast
Not like it was in distant past
Maybe it’s because the world may not last
For what future will we warrant
Our children to find in this torrent
World should find what is important
We must have our children save what’s left
Keep world’s secrets in their breast
Shed the harsh realities which infest
Maybe they will bring the peace that is needed
To heal a broken world from being wicked
Hope is they don’t leave the world untreated
April 22nd prompt: Write a poem with at least three stanzas. Each stanza should have three lines, and all the end words of the stanza should rhyme or slant rhyme (for example: few/two/woo, warrant/torrent/abhorrent, storage/shortage/mortgage). If you need help with rhyming, try the online tool the Rhyme Brain.
Poetry by Hasen 