In the beginning, a garden Where man could walk with God, Till the serpent whispered subtly And peace was lost. Covax, a plan to a bring life-saving Vaccine to world at risk But greed and need spoke early, Opportunity lost. Blackbirds in my garden Fighting beak and claw Each claiming territory Nature in the raw. A friend, dear to me, Listening to my sobs But somehow, we misunderstood. Close fellowship gone. Who can mend this broken world? Where unruly feelings reign? Only One who dared the cross, Lost souls to gain.
Each week I join the fiveminutefriday community in responding to a word prompt. You can find out more here
I enjoy other people’s poems for Five Minute Friday so this week I am giving it a go!