Nobel

Alfred Nobel was born into bankruptcy

In eastern Sweden, studied chemistry,

And languages, in the course of time,

Machines of war, submarines, land mines.

Experimenting with explosives in

His father’s laboratory, nitroglycerine

He helped to find, discovering economic worth,

Igniting it in caps with porous earth.

Nobel created dynamite, of greatest human power,

For building and for demolition’s hour.

Mansions, factories, patents had he many,

But wives and children had he, never, any.

When he died, his will held a fortune’s legacy,

So bitter disputes gave way to Peace, its legatee.

Published by June Edvenson

I'm a writer and poet, also an American attorney. I live and work in Norway. I enjoy a part-time consulting practice while I appreciate having the time to write poetry and non-fiction, travel, paint and draw. I love nature, writing, cultural touring, and photography, and hope to publish these poems one day as a book.

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