The world is not for us. It is for our Children.
For the Meek
They sit, they play, they climb
They love without a rhyme
They do not know the word judge
They cannot hold a grudge
The world we see is large indeed
The time is now to sow the right seed
Not to marvel at what should be
Not to save it for grumpy old me
But for those that are wiser than I
For those that will get us by
For those that have the will
For those that will work the till
I should not condone
For the world is not my own
Poems of Prosperity
Fluttering through life like a Butterfly
Only to realize that it’s all a lie
Only this time, I’ve been brain washed
Like a coin that’s been tossed and tossed
Flipped around, never knowing which side you’ll land
Slowly learning that life could be grand
Good things always grow steady
Yet I wonder why I can’t have it already
To prosper, one must learn patience
Only then will you have essence
To live life like you want to
Instead of living in someone else’s shoe
So live life the way you should
Instead of making excuse like I could
This poem is about the world leaders who are nothing more than Greedy Beggars, hence the title. I hope you enjoy this poem, because this is one poem that I couldn’t help but write. When a writers mind starts, it flows until time to quit. Let me know what you think?
The world is set in motion
Like the tides of the Ocean
It’s never enough to just be
That which is little ol’ me
Searching for the next best thing
Only because they want to be king
Plotting and making their own set of rules
While everyone else is treated like tools
Blindness will be their own down fall
And the world will be left for us all
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Sands of Time
At last the day is done
Yet the world still has none
They can’t seem to find
What’s real or in the mind
For now they sow the field
Nothing is what they yield
For truth is in the know
Only for those who seek the flow
To fight the sands of time
Is like stepping on a mine
Only when you look to thee
Will you truly be free
Written by Roger Hoyt
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My world seems unreal.
Like it’s clouded in a veil.
Never knowing what’s around.
Moving so fast, until I hit the ground.
Turning to see what I fell upon.
My world now seems to be gone.
For there is nothing but my own two feet.
Clearly I’ve been beat.
Not by the world itself.
I just couldn’t see, what was on my own shelf.
Dance In The Rain
I dance in the rain with thee.
For your mind and soul set me free.
Laughter and love on this night.
Together, we will not be fright.
Standing against the storm.
This is how love does form.
I cherish this moment for all time.
And hope I never turn into a lime.
For when that happens, all is lost.
Love is always the last to be tossed.
I will always remember you.
Even if it means, that I’ll turn blue.
Despite the fact, we’re worlds apart.
Only you can have my heart.
Changing Winds Prevail
The world around me is narrow and thin.
This is not something, I can easily win.
Chaos and the hectic abound in this wood.
Though I look around and see much good.
People are skeptic and thus they can’t see.
The world around them is already free.
From the lies and turmoil of their lives.
The passion and love, that’s what drives.
For they know the secret, from within.
That the thoughts have always been.
They strive for all they’ve done.
All you can think of is a pun.
Open your eyes, so you can see.
Change always starts within thee.
The world is ending
Seasons of fall are burning
The New Will Die Young
Haiku – Written by: Roger Hoyt