FROM THE POET

This is a series of poems written by John Svododa over a number of years. There are times of peak-where numerous poems were written & there are also times of lows where there are long periods between each poem. As the author is trying to reach a goal of 1001 (and then retire!!) it was never envisaged that this would be done over a short period of time. Poems can be humorous, ridiculing someone or something, show a meaning of hurt or love or even project feelings that not necessarily be directed to the same person/thing, can be a reflection of life or to be life. Most poems are trying to send a message to the reader be it not understandable or nonsense.

The idea of this poet is not to have any ill feelings against anyone but to be read by young whom can learn about life – and by the elderly look back at what could have been. Some are very personal- but who cares when you are currently living in a life that has total enjoyment. Suggestion is not to criticize but to take in the enjoyment of creative poetry make it meaningful and thus may be you can be an author.

SO NOW:

Please Read On!

Friday, 21 October 1983

Poem Number 11 - Down Pouring Rain - 21/10/1983

”. I don’t believe, that some parents of today,
Never know how or why their children steal.
As every crime they do, is to fill-up their own time.
As they find that life is harder for them,
To survive in our human-built cities, every single day.

Everyday of my life, I hear the bad news, of the recent past,
All the crimes caused by both men and woman.
To listen to drunken men, trying to talk to me on the train,
Looking at the overflow rivers,
Which is caused by down pouring rain.                                 

As the children of today,
Do not know, what life for them will be?
Not many parents seem to talk or listen to children, at all.
All they seem to know is when they should shout at them.

Listen, to the one who speaks out loud!
Listen, to the right one now!
I am your children and the father, of my children,
And certainly a proper father, I will be!
Ail say to you my dear friends,
“The truth is: not to mistreat your own children”.

 

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