Poetry: Towering Down in Creative Writing

Towering Down
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I grab and harness
The fate and freedom –
Only to realize
The hate and credence
   Of those towering down upon us.

While sofly napping
I heard them laughing –
Their frail deeds sullen
And seldom mapping
   The lives of those towering down upon us.

When time came closing
The children came posing
Only to leave me be
While I was posting
   The lives of those towering down on us.

© 2002, Joseph Jenkins