Suitor

Consciences quiver to sounds of candor,

but deranged imbedded replies are ill.

Yesterday's dreams are nothing still pander;

who can we blame, when controlled by freewill?  

This age of distress addicted to greed,

transfixed on blame, surviving on retorts;

however, lost to remedy the deed.

Lobby, lie, show us how the devil courts;

In a world controlled by all these rumors,

inspirations have died birthing regrets.

Sight of the fallen faithful consumers   

is blurred by the relentless taxing sweats.

Sovereign hearts rule this land lazy unkempt,

it is up to us; no one is exempt!  

 

2011 © T.G. Hopkins III

 

Honorable Mention (Poetry)

Jul 4, 2010

• Gulf Oil Spill Contest

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

Interesting but in sequential terms these lines have the rhymes trans versed
Consciences quiver to the sound of candor;

Who can we blame, when controlled by freewill?

Deranged imbedded reactions are ill;

yesterdays dreams are nothing but pander.

[Emily B]

our words can change the world, these are a worthy example of that

[alesuriko]

Blunt and to the point. Well done.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

These words would have Caesar himself stepping down from his thrown with sword in hand. The pen truly is mightier.

[Ed Hart]

you are right, my friend, it is up to us