World: Unwilling To Wake

As if in a fond dream world's caught— A sprawling place in sudden fire, Or a cadaver on a pyre Placed to burn off— and burn it aught, To perish, grey ashes to breed, Apathetic has grown this world, A part burns; the rest takes no heed, Oblivious, blissfully lulled; A few know the outcome so well, But wide-eyed watch, not to react, Like proverbial frogs in a well, And few that come forward to act Be like a drop in a vast lake, A ripple that nothing can shake! _______________________________________ Sonnets | 07.08.13 |