|Sight Unseen (standard:poetry, 187 words)|
|Author: Reid Laurence||Added: May 15 2010||Views/Reads: 1419/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A world economy in crisis; the stock market a roller coaster. What can be done? What will the future bring?...|
Before I go Before I stay I'd like to know I have to say: To let achievement take thy will And each day be that merry still To come home with each day ten courses To grant each daughter ten fold horses But darker may the world then be To find out then, you've not yet seen The overall, the picture missed The essence of a love remiss And tarnish all Who've gone amiss The real prize gone And shattered too Not held before myself, or you But blemishes are nigh unseen As coin runs through your fist a'sheen And poverty is hardly seen And poor are but a go-between A people not yet seen before Will rise up in ten thousand score And beat upon the oak front door As never did, and not before But heed does not acknowledge this And time before had never missed And all come down And in its quake A shattering, but in its wake A wave must settle everything And in its course, a reckoning And cleanse us in all reason being The best to come, is sight unseen Tweet
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