LECTORI BENEVOLO - I am distressed for thee, my brother....


I Am Distressed (v.2.0)

I am distressed for you my brother;
For you who walk on holy ground
For you who take but never give
And make so deep a wound

I am distressed for you my brother;
For you who tread on mother earth
For you who rule by greed the soil
That gave you life and birth

I am distressed for you my brother;
For you who breathe the holy air
For you who shade the vital light
And leaving nothing but despair

I am distressed for you, my brother;
For you who sail the holy sea
For you who make a willful waste
But woeful want my Eden's tree

Copyright © 2014 Göran Gustafsson. All rights reserved






Poetry by Göran Gustafsson
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Written on 2014-04-22 at 17:20

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I don't remember how you've changed this, but now it's a very nice, tightly written poem.
2014-04-24