#30 - Legacy (sonnet) by Linda Fuller Who will ring the bell that tolls earth’s end? Who will light the candle, sing the dirge? Daily, dire happenings portend mankind’s headlong plunge to'ward the verge. Helplessly we founder in the drink lose horizon, can’t tell up from down edging ever nearer to the brink. Can it be predestined that we drown? Though our path is treacherous and steep it can lead to ruin or reprieve. Will our children praise or will they weep? Which will be the legacy we leave: Humans were a beacon in the night. Men sowed naught but death, despair and blight. 01/30/2011 Author's Note: Poem-a-Day January 2011 #30 Disclaimer: The above is not representative of the belief system (murky and ill-formed as it still is) of the author. It is, gentle reader, merely one more entry in my poetry death march. Posted on 01/31/2011 Copyright © 2024 Linda Fuller 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)