Turbulent Times (University work)

Just a poem written in Uni

I hear the windows rattle,

And the gate to my front yard slam shut.

The weather's wind and rain

Against my little self made hut.

 

I step out to imagine

The god that could make such a torrent.

As I see the deluge come down,

I wonder what tragedy a storm like this might warrant.

 

These are turbulent times,

That shake the very ground we walk upon.

With tremors through hands and feet,

Its no wonder we remain so withdrawn.

 

What with bills, cars and rent,

Of course were so malcontent,

While trying to make our assent

Up the hierarchical ladder our society represents.

 

People lament and repent

Just trying to circumvent

The goddamn dollars and cents

On top of the full extent

Of weight that pressure tends to present.

 

Gotta make ends meet,

No matter the cost.

Gotta put one foot in front of the other

Despite the risk

Of them getting lost.

 

But S**t

 

It’s a struggle for sure,

The stress life provides.

And it doesn't even relent

When the tempest subsides.

 

Its about learning how to cope,

While treading this precarious tightrope.

And sure it’s a slippery slope,

But to see it to the end,

You've got to cling

To that ill begotten

Thing called

Hope.

Author's Note

engh.

Reviews

[Alice Poppy]

Really? Engh? This is amazing! I'm not even a poem type of person, but this is amazing! The very second I see that subscribe button I'm hitting it, your stuff is amazing!!

[Ookpik]

lol I suppose the engh was me trying to hide pride with false modesty, I realize now its unbecoming. thanks for your kind words and reviews though and sorry for the late response

[Alice Poppy]

Hey no sweat Broski! And I'm all about false modesty!