I 'm A Troubled Poet Poem by DM W

I 'm a troubled poet who now resides
At the edge of the world. O I observe
Fragile empires rise and fall. My tired eyes
Are in need of rest. My sensitive nerves
Are shot. For I see justice crucified
On a daily basis. I see plagued streets
Devoid of hope, while deceit is lauded.
I perceive vast oceans of broken dreams.
Like an angel, I feel outside of time.
My role is to witness and testify.
I search for prophets who praise the divine.
I search for purest Love that never dies.
I search for those who can communicate
In an age that seems to alienate.