Turning Pages.A Poem by Bryan SeftonA history of catastrophe.
The millennium's seen the worst of man.
Atrocities run beyond the gauge But what has been will be again It's just the turning of a page The tyrant stands with bloodied hands 'I come in peace!' An old adage It's been before, there's nothing new It's just the turning of a page Times of agony, loss and terror Times that nothing can assuage Times when mankind cried to heaven! Is still the turning of a page A cold world warms and comes to life It's continents drift through many a stage But, as with man, it too must die Another turning of the page Galaxies move as pre-ordained Then each in turn is disengaged Whatever next, chaos, collapse Is just the turning of the page I love the world the way it is Me also as I reach old age So if you would Lord, could you please Keep your finger from the page? © 2022 Bryan SeftonFeatured Review
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