The world's swift ending
Heavenly words, a shadowed doom foretold, The earthly bonds, like brittle glass, shall break. Daughters, with scorn, their mothers' age enfold, And servile tasks their weary spirits will take. Competition's sting, a venomous, sharp dart, Shall pierce the heart therein gentle graces lay. Luck's fickle smile, a hollow, barren art, While reverence and honor shall fade away. The nation's wealth, by grasping hands defiled, A plundered prize for those in power's sway. Greed's hungry maw, whereupon truth is exiled, And envy does steal the glare and light of day. Oh, these fashions reign, a swift and bitter tide, And thus, the world's swift ending does abide. ©Poet Affaq #Poeyry #PoetAffaq #Sonbets #ForeverSonnets #MysticalPoetry