We waited. Have weighed the to and fro
And waited in peace
We waited. And the day be here
By their past we scroll and stroll
In their songs we note and denote
Now they know...
It be not for aye
By heist some come
In haste some become
And the wait be long - mighty long
Was it a dueling fuel
was it a feud
or a feuding few
Pray patience
Deep silence
We waited, alas
It be dawn, at last
The smiling sun kept up the beat
All for votes
All for hearts
The soothing breeze spread round the heat
All in strides
All in souls
We have waited, alas
It's our moment, at last
A dawn can be no better dawn
or drawn
Made by nature
Shades of culture
Cast in statutes and codes
What you trade be grade
What you shed be height
A dawn can be no better drawn
as dawn
For by the vote, this day, posts
and power be drawn, kept
or withdrawn
Yes, we waited, alas
Yes, it's dawn, at last!
Just as the Internet happened upon us and changed our world, I foresee poetry in a new and renewed resurgence: the shorthand for social communication, back-stopping our drift away from heavy reading. Verses for the Masses promotes the Culture of "Popular Poetry", will help make our day, our way, our world, a better blend. Here be First Leg of my Literature Tripod & New Media Offerings. See "myblogversations" for Drama and "webloreswebtales" for Short Stories" on blogspot.com
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