It is of death this world,
the stench of rancid meat laying
on the side of a desert road,
vultures circle the last bastion of man.
Is humanity dead,
as the sun warms it tenderly
falling from grace,
reviving it will take love's diversity.
To bring it back to life
like the fads of the turbulent 60's,
bell bottoms for the cool
free love for the free thinkers of the time.
They say what goes around
comes around in the world in time.
Let's hope stays a constant
on the horizon of s hopeful mankind.
The seed of human dreams
to come true on star filled nights,
when the world sleeps,
or so we all thought in our naive minds.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2020
I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on three other books at the present time. The first is entitled "The Angel and the Witches, the second is "Once Upon A Halloween" and the third is "The Devil's Playground".
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