A New State - medium poem
I was oddly inspired the other day while out and about with my mate and his mother. I don't like the state we live in. I've always hated it. Then it dawned on me that I don't actually hate the land, its just the people I don't like. I guess I found a new appreciation for where we live. Written on 4/27/2017.
Written by me, Fane Star.
A hated place, full of misery and doubt,
Hated by one and hated by more,
Loved by the blind, the dumb, the fake,
This is where I make my temporary nest.
It's where I tried ending, where I found anew,
Love and life, hope and beauty.
Looking beyond the harm, the human, the dark,
To see the nature, the beauty, the hope.
The sloping hills and flattened plains,
Have much to share, to tell, to give.
Sight above the factories, the houses, the filth,
Beholds a precious sight,
The white, the blue, the orange and gold,
Smooth and fluffy textures,
A new view of dimension, third and more.
Impeding my eye, leaves and branches,
Reminding me of what lies down here,
With greens and browns, I can feel,
Deep within my heart and Earth,
Teaching lessons of the self.
This is the land I reside,
A teacher, a friend, a home.
Here I proudly make my nest,
Until I tire of this life.
Written by: Fane Star