PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

And so the world has left its stride,

Taken a breath and stepped aside. 

We sick of heart and trapped of mind

Have only ourselves to see to. 

And a mirror is held to what's inside,

Your self as lived without a guise,

No people with which to base your self;

You are only living for yourself.

Prisoners new, who've come inside

To view the truths which ne'er preside.

Take notes of what you come to find;

Understand just how you see you.