reasons why by Richard Trotter Compelled by obsession frantic rush to the edge of unknown light and reason perishing under a dripping tap and the need to know why the cellars rise in blood triumphant and raining cannons onto those who cry. Split down the middle the faces of those in control helpless they cannot deny, the swell of potent violence, when there is no advance on the imaginary measure: I strain and die to know the reasons we cannot learn. 01/11/2003 Posted on 03/16/2004 Copyright © 2024 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 03/19/04 at 08:49 AM profound in it's message... can be read like a war poem, or love... blessings... Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)