Ugh, I don’t want this to be the last prompt. I had so much fun. I learned so many new devices and forms!
Today’s Prompt: Future
Today’s Form: Sonnet (4-4-3-3 is the most common line length. I’m using Shakespeare’s abab cdcd efef gg rhyme scheme)
Today’s Device: Chiasmus (inverted repetition in a sense)
Generation of Peace
We are the next generation of peace, they say
A chance, slightest hope
Children are a wide array
Of colors beyond our scope.
Is peace the next generation, they wonder
As grieving families cry in pain
Of their lost child; their world has truly gone under
In a mass of stone and earth; what is there to gain?
Or perhaps our world is breaking at the seams
Unable to be stitched; pure calamity.
Yet the future stands still, beckoning with laser-beams
Of smiles and serenity.
You are young and you can change the world
Through a message unheard, a message unfurled.