Conveyed by Rhymes

[Christopher Stewart]

i can recall the day when the world fell
and i could only watch in disbelief
as people blamed each other for their grief
before hiding back each inside their shell

from there we edged ever closer to hell
dying nature, fires, foul climes above
divided souls all longing for some love
while minds dreaded for them would toll the bell

and now a plague warns us with its dark chimes
to see we're tied, us threads of the same rope
against which we all committed some crimes

forgiven by the gods too many times
in the daily struggle to summon hope
our fate rests on a faith conveyed by rhymes