The Human Tide
The human tide is springing high.
The love of babies a reason why.
The love of sex a pleasure for to die.
The family a disaster.
Opher 13.4.2018
The Human Tide – A poem
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now I’m getting depressed…
Sorry again.
Don’t apologise, Opher…. no need. You’re just putting into words what is all around us…don’t worry about my reactions. Having moments of sadness, not inaction or severe maudlinity 🙂
OK – as long as it ends up positive!