Submissions by Poetry_Please

If I could but hold the world in my hand,
destroy all that threatens to ruin it.
claim the land as an uninhabited place,
as my own sanctuary free from,
poverty,
sickness,
and overpopulation,
If I could but hold the world in my hand.

Can you not listen to the eulogy,
but only hear the calumny scorn.
Used to hide my nerved affirmation
of good character.
Does it hurt to be well thought off,
Is that an odious thing?
My dogmatism followed by an onslaught,
Of my own person.
Is it not obvious i,
have trouble expressing love.