Poem written by Franklin Rayeski – Please do not use without crediting me
I love brooding in dark fantasies,
And embroidering sorrow through my art.
It gives me a bitter thrill to do so,
But I’ve had a small change of heart.
Seldom do I look past the horror;
Seldom do I see the good of others.
Cynical me brews horrific tales
Of dastardly villains and evil step mothers.
But life is more than just a tragedy;
Although plentiful, there are some comedies,
Some dramas and some romances, too.
Life is so much more than just atrocities.
Because behind every bombing and mass destruction;
Behind every loss and every breath cease;
Inside the hearts of all, there lies a desire,
A small hopeful child wanting love, joy and peace.