LoneOne
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- Jul 20, 2002
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Hello,
I´m new here (good, I´m around here a year or so, but only read some posts etc.) and english is not my mother tongue but sometimes I write poems. Nearly all of them are in german but some are in english too.
This poem was a homework from my english teacher a year ago, we should write a short poem about time, making decisions etc. and in the end this comes out. Everybody said it was good, but i´m interested what natural englishspeaking people say to this poem and how I can make some parts better. (Glad I have found this forum)
Wicked Times
The wind blow away,
the sand of ancient times.
And old man speaks in ryhmes
that all is going well
but we will call it hell
The humans make decisions
but they don´t make them quick
so the thoughts becoming sick.
In their world you must make it a rule
to be wicked and cruel.
The men behind the mirrors
fear you and your kind
when you follow this: Free Your Mind
The battle begins with your birth,
end ends when you return to earth.
The sand is blown away,
but no one has learned from this,
it´s like a giant lifetime-quiz.
And if they win; we will lose
and they, they drop an H-Bomb as excuse.
I´m new here (good, I´m around here a year or so, but only read some posts etc.) and english is not my mother tongue but sometimes I write poems. Nearly all of them are in german but some are in english too.
This poem was a homework from my english teacher a year ago, we should write a short poem about time, making decisions etc. and in the end this comes out. Everybody said it was good, but i´m interested what natural englishspeaking people say to this poem and how I can make some parts better. (Glad I have found this forum)
Wicked Times
The wind blow away,
the sand of ancient times.
And old man speaks in ryhmes
that all is going well
but we will call it hell
The humans make decisions
but they don´t make them quick
so the thoughts becoming sick.
In their world you must make it a rule
to be wicked and cruel.
The men behind the mirrors
fear you and your kind
when you follow this: Free Your Mind
The battle begins with your birth,
end ends when you return to earth.
The sand is blown away,
but no one has learned from this,
it´s like a giant lifetime-quiz.
And if they win; we will lose
and they, they drop an H-Bomb as excuse.