Scream It Out Thrice
Within a dream, song birds flying
Notes in bright blue floating right there,
Across oceans, millions dying-
Lets have our fun, dare not despair.
World's agony, birds are grounded
Fractured wings, cure for all our ills,
No high alarm, nothing sounded-
Sadly believe, all lying spills.
Deep pleading cries, echoes soon lost
In that dark din, where angels lay,
Everybody dies, world's high cost-
We must not think, wolves are at bay.
Stand to be proud, at dearest price
In for pennies, sell pounds of flesh
Say please help us, scream it out thrice-
dawn never comes, dark can refresh.
Robert J. Lindley, 11-22-2016
Poetry form- Rhyme, Lin 8's
Syllables Per Line: 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8 0 8 8 8 8
Total # Syllables: 128
Total # Lines: 19 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A
Total # Words: 100
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.