It happened long ago, in the sidewalk of the street The street, the main city’s main street! A boulevard, Sweet Saint Pete A pile of unherting junk started to sink, a hole started to grow Ignored, underestimated, there were bigger threats after all. A hole people walk on Fed by every step When does a hole turn into a pit? A pit, dreadful, pitiful pit One that doesn’t stop growing Deep enough, people can’t get out
Deep enough, a violent fall
Deep enough, an utter death
Deep Enough, Murphy’s Law A society’s flaw
First poem! With this one I tried to talk about the danger of ignoring a problem, even if an insignificant one. Also, I start with rhymes and then cut them off so that the idea of something is wrong is more powerful. Any thoughts?