A Twelve-year-old’s Take on World Chaos
November 14, 2010 by rtwsenior · Leave a Comment
Since we are concerned, in these last few posts, with the negative vibrations that seem to surround the planet these days, I would like to share a poem written by my grandson, Riley Kirkham. My daughter periodically sends me batches of sketches and stories created by my two grandchildren, Riley, 12, and Molly, 10.
(Sorry, this was written in more of a poetry form – centered and with spaces between the stanzas, but the blog software can’t identify with that, so you shall have to imagine those particulars.)
If you didn’t know that this writer had not yet reached his teens, how old would you guess him to be?
I, too
by Riley Kirkham
I, too, cannot see
for the world is changing around me.
There is no faith in people’s hearts,
Only hate, death, and theft are left.
But life goes on, and still I cannot see
Because chaos rules over me.
But faith is a seed and once planted, grows;
So let us plant this seed of faith
And let us stop destroying the human race.
Yet chaos rules with an ongoing wrath,
And is unstoppable in its way.
It never stops,
Neither night nor day.
But soon, faith will find a way.
Someday, people will wake from their slumber
And stop the beast that cannot be stopped.
They will clean up their mess
And turn wrong to right,
And, on that day, I will see again.
But not yet.
For me, the wrath still rules over minds,
And it leaves a trail of destruction.
It never stops,
And I, too, cannot see.
