One Poem by Joy Olree

Intended Fate

Away intended fate, last rites,
Last meals, the new beginnings,
And wipe the tears from my cheek,
Feed the hungry, free the slaves,
Give God what’s left,
Of all that he’s given,
Of rivers that are risen,
And mountains that are fallen,
And miseries born of joyous defeat,
The crimson blood that stains the streets,
Of vengeful Gods, and human pawns,
The fly who begged the spiders’ mercy,
The mother whose child refused to live,
And daddies who drank away the fear,
While ravens wallowed in the sand,
And oysters hide the jewels,
Of frogs who would be prince,
And girls who would be queen,
The ship has sailed the darkened sea,
The demons lair, the iceberg glare,
That sank the hopes of all who dared,
To dream the dream,
Of rainbows end and wishing stars

{Poem by Joy Olree}