<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426284" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What Mission Now?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What mission may the poet still retain<br>Here in this day and age, which sees the world<br>As lost as ever, while mankind is whirled<br>Too fast, and at a pace few can sustain.<br>Most mask their feelings, shield themselves from pain, <br>In hope that though no psalms are skywards skirled<br>Some light can filter through cocoons which, curled, <br>Shut out most aspirations, which remain<br>Ideals Man thinks he ought to seek. In vain<br>Or so it seems, the flag of hope unfurled<br>Now braves the insults philistine which, hurled, <br>Nor spare nor temper the poetic vein.<br>One voice, when clear, will break the glass of Time, <br>What matter if in free-verse or in rhyme? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whenever rhyme is crafted on ideas<br>Heart tunes to rhythm, can effect enhance<br>Allowing invitation to a dance<br>That adds dimensions in way that clears<br>Muddy waters - often verse appears<br>In ways which heighten, lighten, help advance<br>Subtle emphasis where words through Chance<br>Seem to stream together. Inner ears<br>Intuitive may key to song that steers<br>Over prose bound limits, elegance<br>Neat meanings adding through rhyme's happenstance<br>No forms need hamper thought where heart heart cheers.<br>Open mind behind the [t]racing pen<br>Will channel words creating worlds again...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426284" data-title="What Mission Now? de Jonathan Robin" data-description="What mission may the poet still retain Here in this day and age, which sees the world As lost as ever, while mankind is whirled Too fast, and at a pace few can sustain. Most mask their feelings, shield themselves from pain, In hope that though no..."></div> </div> </div>

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