O What Do We Do? Poem by DM W

O What Do We Do?



O what do we do now the angels have all flown
Away? O lamentation's cold seeds have been sown!
What do we do now that the glory of our prime
Has passed? Should we spend our days merely marking time?

Saturday, February 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: despondent
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