A NEW WORLD IS RISING FROM THE DUST
by ROBERT DAVIDSON
Something new is happening in the world today
You can feel it throbbing in the air
Not even a climate change can break our will
'Cause we've seen the writing on the wall.
It's time, they're chanting. for a new age of hope
'Cause we've all learned how to trust.
You can even touch it with your out-stretched hand -
A new world is rising from the dust.
But then I awoke from my nightly dream
I was trying so hard not to scream.
The world was not at all as I would have it seem.
We're all learning to trust the brotherhood of man
You can feel it throbbing in the air
Not even terror-bombs can kill our new-found joy
'Cause this is the time for a brave world new.
An earthquake breaks the old order all apart
'Cause it's all decay and full of rust.
People no more crying 'cause they're sad or poor -
A new world is rising from the dust.
But then I awoke from my nightly dream
I was trying so hard not to scream.
The world was not at all as I would have it seem.
We're all stretching out a kind neighbourly hand
You can feel it throbbing in the air
Not even a tidal wave can break our bond of love
'Cause we've seen the writing on the wall.
Hurricanes blow the old beliefs all apart
We know for sure we're never gonna bust.
People no more crying now they're rich and free -
A new world is rising from the dust.
And then I awoke from my nightly dream
I was trying so hard not to scream.
The world was not at all as I would have it seem.
Copyright 2005
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Comments
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I like the dark feel of the poem. I think you should consider making all of the lines rhyme, or change it so that none of them do. You would rhyme like three lines in a row, but then you wouldn't for the next four or five. Then again, I don't know much about poetry. Maybe that's a real style of writing. I don't know.
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poetry-riffic!
This is more of a poem or a song than a story, which I wasn't really expecting but I like it all the same. There was a general sense of foreboding throughout the piece. I would have liked more imagery concerning the specifics of whatever bad thing was coming, but that's just me.
Good job.
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