A Poem With Two Meanings
Hello, friends.
This poem (as the title states) has two different interpretations. One is dark, the other is darker still. See if you guys can figure both out.
Cheers,
Akash
There was a Time of Honest Men
There was a time of honest men,
Upon whose shoulders the world would bear.
Now men carry their weight alone,
And hang about without a care.
Some strain their necks trying to speak.
And breezes make them gently sway.
The rest too tired do deeply sleep.
As madness takes their breath away.
The mind is fragile as the flesh:
Easy to twist, and bend, and break.
And thinking minds stop so abrupt,
When they fall for goodness’ sake.
There was a time of honest men,
Upon whose shoulders the world would bear.
Now men carry their weight alone,
And hang about without a care.
