Southern Shakespeare Company announces sonnet winners
This hymn in us society instills, Prescribing our future so nice and neat. A mindless robot’s life as much fulfills. We career through our pre-trodden life path, Go through the motions, society’s stress— Then find our soul’s been lost, we do the math, Misplaced somewhere on the road to “success.” But, I, alone quit comfort, set about, Trod ten thousand miles on unbeaten earth. From the Himalayas’ summit looked out, And turned my world view upside down in Perth. I broke free of man’s mantras, sacred wealth; Only through travel did I find myself. Meg Howell - Untitle...