Within the Panes

from an image born

Look closely
the window panes
you will see me

I have been here
over two-hundred years
I have watched as the world
passed by

I, shrouded in my cloak,
the world passed me by
leaving me in a cloud of
polluted smoke

And I pity you
the inhabitants of this
world today
so much anguish,
suffering, pain

When we lived a simpler life
how much better this world was
no electricity
no telephone
no computers
no cars or planes

You don't believe me?
believe what you will
I pity you the inhabitants
of this world today

None of the high- technology
no nothing, nothing
will save you from the coming pain
that shall rain down upon you- reign

Author's Note

Had some trouble with this one ... peace

Reviews

[Ruth]

This is a great poem for it though hon, its good to have a challenge lol
I love it your poem to it, the rain and reign is excellent and the panes and pains:)
Clever, eerie piece of writing:)
Hugs
xx

[mis wa photozoid]

tricky
the use of 'panes' and 'pains'