A Poem a Day

During the year 2015 I have chosen to take on a challenge to write a poem everyday. I will try to put them all here everyday.


114. April 24th

Only one left, one left standing,
Forgotten, rejected, alone.
His comrades lie on the floor around him,
Hewn to the ground by ruthless men.

The one left is all alone,
Standing in a field by himself.
Not knowing what to do,
He has surrendered himself to solidarity.

The axe came just days ago,
Mercilessly attacking all around.
Till all the tall proud trees,
Were on the floor, all but one.

Weather he escaped by luck,
Or the men thought him worthless
He survived to bear the pain,
Of one whose friends have all been killed.

He still stands strong, yet what for,
He does not give up; why?
He waits and waits, for something not coming,
He has no hope, none at all?

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