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A Sonnet for Writers
If the world you knew and loved is no more
Pulverized by plague or war or famine
You can slam denial’s obstinate door
But it opens, as facts you examine
When it does, bitter rage will blunder in
If it does not boil you into a mist
Bargaining for survival will begin
But the status quo laughs as you insist
Saturnine melancholy will follow
But before you succumb to the grey gloom
Writing can help; do not merely wallow
Put your mind to imagination’s loom
If the world as it stands betrays and wounds
Weave a fresh, beautiful new one, from words
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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