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As I lie on this bed of reeds and sorrow,
My heart weighs heavy with thoughts of the morrow
What awaits us across the western horizon?
What deathly force jeers, sneers and beckons?

As a race, we bestow grim fates on each other
When we should, in fact, embrace as brothers
Humanity is a gift, a right and a promise
To look to the east, across the atlas.

From sticks and clubs to weapons of demise,
The clouds choked dark against the skies.
The seas tinged with red, so subtle,
Our minds encroached by stones and rubble.

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Author's Notes: Its been a long time since I "picked up a pen", so to speak. I'm a little rusty. :)
For those who might not understand, the east and west refers to sunrise and sunset respectively signifying hope and anticipation for the new day. Although, now that I think about it, both could have been represented by a sunrise. Interesting.

Beautiful poem, BlackChaos. Do you have any other work?

Here you go: http://www.supportforums.net/showthread.php?tid=18509
There's a list of some of the poems I have on SF at the end of the post.

A bit rusty? This is really good, keep this up. I'll be reading a bit of your poetry.

That's amazing, I understood the whole thing. Bravo.

Very good, the 2nd paragraph:

As a race, we bestow grim fates on each other
When we should, in fact, embrace as brothers
Humanity is a gift, a right and a promise
To look to the east, across the atlas.

I really like this part, well worded and very spoken. Great share, keep up the poetry and good work.

Glad you guys liked it.

@Quizzical, I did put more effort into the 2nd stanza. Its nice to see you pick up on it too.

I just read this on Wizard Forums, its pretty good and I like it.

Glad you liked it Wheelz. I love sharing my work as much as possible, so I'm always looking to a Literature or Writing section in forums.