Hope for a New World

Nothing means anything, just endless hollow moments.
Paralyzed and frozen in time's activity, reality a dream.
Human activity and ambitious endeavors, an empty event.
Disorder created in Society's rules in the governance of their realm.

Drive sane people to drink and drugs, spinning in their metropolis.
Drive a young woman to commit suicide when they left her barren,
depriving her of kids, sucking away maternal love in their malice.
Jailed innocent man, lost job, wife- kids as they schemed in Satan's cavern.

When will the madness stop?
When will men take God in their hearts and banish this evil?
Will sea ever be calm so waves are a soft caress with dreamy clouds singing atop?
Beseech and beg world to change so men can be reshaped on God's Anvil

Raj Napal

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He was born in Port-Louis, Mauritius. His family emigrated to Britain in the late 60s. He practiced law in England for a number of years before moving to Ontario, Canada in the mid 90s. He loves writing poetry some of which he shares with his 2 teenage children and other people. He currently practices law in Ontario. He is really keen to use words in such a way in predominantly free verse form to create an emotional impact on his audience.

Last updated December 22, 2013