Following The Path To Madness

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #339

Words:  urge, sand, wind, sound, follow, madness, shout, power, miss, memory, hunger, boundless

There is an urge
to follow madness
during these days of power’s fist,
where shouting and violence
are sounds that hiss

from mouths of liars with egos
that know no bounds,
who lack regard
for hard times, for hunger,
sailing through life unscarred.

Where are you out there who follow,
who choose to dismiss
kindness, caring, and memories?
Have you forgotten the strong winds
that carry our democracy?

Take your head out of the hourglass;
time is running out.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Following The Path To Madness

  1. oldegg says:

    Even in far off Australia we can see the danger brewing over the Pacific. Le’s hope the American people can see the danger they are in and need to address before the chaos of war becomes a possibility.


  2. annell4 says:

    A very thoughtful write!


  3. colonialist says:

    Here in South Africa there are signs that some people are at last taking their heads out of the hourglass. May they continue!


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