To Carve from Man

A poem about modern life.

To Carve from Man

Wealth and riches, a tender heart,
Stripped and bleeding, fallen hard.
Throw yourself into the Night,
An endless battle without a fight.
Repeat your duty to thankless praise,
Lost and stolen this lifeless age!



Share your joy with others still,
Whilst worn feet tread the mill.
A fleeting moment of connection,
Spoiled and rotten by endless correction.
Of views shaped by national desire,
To carve from man an unnatural liar!