RedRavenPoems

Where Poems Fly, Through Starry Skies.


Twisted by Man

Iron and steel

It’s hammered and bent

Formed anew for mankind’s desires

Silver and gold

Twisted into coins

Greed comes forth at its very sight.

Wood and stone

Of nature they come

Yet they too man has twisted with delight

Everything man touches they twist and shape

They stretch and pull

They constantly take.

Why can we not simply co-exist

Be part of this world not change it to suit?

We are not the ones who control the earth.

Perhaps that will be remembered

When ones deep within the dirt



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About Me

A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.

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