WITHOUT

WITHOUT

A poem without rhyme
has to have a reason
as a year without time
may end with the season

A sky without clouds
is as clear as a bell
a life without heaven
is surely a hell

A world without love
is a sad lonely place
a man without life
is a nameless face

A nation without peace
is a place for war
as the people die
it will be no more

A mind without thought
is a wasted thought
a voice without song
nevermore will sing

A poem without end
goes on forever
it makes a poet
a man who is clever