Sunday Sonnet!

When populism stirs uninformed hearts,
Evoking deeply held unfounded fears,
Fair Reason from the Masses soon departs
Leaving a Nation’s raison d’etre in tears;
Dishonesty of intent shall emerge,
Unable, deep divisions then to mend,
Resulting, once, in Gorgon’s deathly dirge,
Against such repetition, God, defend;
Though Grace and Patience be our constant mien,
Let lessons learnt from recent painful past,
Invigorate our latent righteous spleen,
Miscarriage of true justice to recast;
Would that the hand that wrote on Shazzar’s wall
Divine hope-filled denouement for us all!

© Meanderings 2016

Let It Be!

Circle of Life

The silent suff’rer sheds no tears,
No woeful word from her is heard,
Warm smiling eyes betray no fears,
No patent sign of pain deferred;

A stoic stares indifferently,
His sphinx-like face a joyless mask;
Secreted thoughts a deep Dead Sea,
To salvage these a fruitless task;

As Summer Sun her passage wends,
Autumnal Chill his counsel keeps;
When Winter’s Frost his presence tends,
Spring’s vibrant colours snugly sleeps.

Fair destined Life her course needs run,
For consummation to be done!

© Meanderings 2015