My thirteen year old daughter just sent me this poem that she wrote:
When wrong is right
If right was wrong and wrong was right,
Then death would be a sorry sight.
The birds would never sing their song,
And all would be governed by all that was wrong,
Or is right?
If wrong was right and right was wrong,
Then life would be forever prolonged.
And merry ways would sooner die,
For the forbidden fruit would always be right,
Or is it wrong?If right was wrong and wrong was right,
Then day would always be the night.
Darkness would never have shone,
A light that would always be wrong,
Or was it right?If wrong is right and right is wrong,
Then why shall I suffer for ever so long.
And die when life is out of sight,
For life will never be so right,
Or so wrong.
The Obvious? 
Euan,That is one of the best bits of poetry I have read in a long while. You and your daughter can be very proud.Bob
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Gosh. Thanks Bob. She will be chuffed. She has also written 30,000 words of a novel which I am seriously thinking I should show to a publisher.
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She's a talented young lady. You've both got much to be proud of. 🙂
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Thanks Megan!
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Really good poem! Very well representing the spirit of our times too…
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This is beautiful and moving, far beyond the spirit of our short times.
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Thanks François – I'll tell her you liked it.
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