A.N. - I usually hate poems cenetered like this. However, this was the form prompt I was given (1-3-5-7-9-7-5-3-1 syllable count, two stanzas, second stanza begins with last word of the first, and the poem starts and ends with the same word), so it shall be.


Wake up and
see what you have caused,
all the lives torn asunder
and left to drift away in the breeze.
To ignore what you have done
is a greater crime
than the wrongs

are the lies
you say to yourself.
It's your fault things are this way,
just as it's your task to set them right.
To let the healing begin
you must accept this -
smile and be