Little Petrarchan Sonnet I wrote a while back. Not really a heavily active poet as I tend to exercise those urges more as a rapper but when I do write I tend to be more formal poetry than free form. I actually quite like Iambic Pentameter in general.
Don't Cry
A child will shed a tear for silly things
His father doesn’t shed a tear at all
Conditioned tear ducts never hear the call
Devoid of the reaction sadness brings
See, crying isn’t right for household kings
And feeling only makes them think you’re small
So never show your heart within his walls
And hope for your escape on broken wings
A future doomed for us, dehumanised
No empathy or passion will remain
Just robots walking in an endless march
I see the global pain with no surprise
Too often now reaction is disdain
It seems that we forget to use our hearts