• Others 12.12.2008 No Comments

    Past-tense demands eventual organic decay;
    all things mortal are subject–anyway!
    The world is fraught with a bunch of worry;
    mostly about–not enduring the flurry.

    sample only
    Back to Others

    Buy/Read Full Poem Below:

    [pay]
    Past-tense demands eventual organic decay;
    all things mortal are subject–anyway!
    The world is fraught with a bunch of worry;
    mostly about–not enduring the flurry.

    However, alotted time passes…with a blur;
    each organism sees…what must occur.
    Regardless of any clever and wise attempt,
    fools must surrender, as a noble whimp.

    Even though prejudice may sway the ages,
    social ignorance turns with the pages.
    Before life’s precise-age…is finally realized,
    invincible halfwits believe many lies.

    Every falsehood, which dimwits perpetuate,
    judgement subdues their narrow hate.
    A futile attempt advocates an improbability,
    to disblur the flurry with any possibility.

    With ages, the oldest opinion cries “woe is me”
    to inexperienced hearts that cannot see.
    Each living entity…is bound to an exact path;
    time!…eventually turns to do the math.

    The math is destine to reveal daily occurrence;
    light and dark alternate with dominance.
    This is a set path, which is divine in every way;
    dark becomes light to begin another day.

    The cemetary is filled because time ran-out;
    so, the grave offers us nothing to pout.
    Why should courage end life–with a final cry?
    past-tense explains the math…and why!
    [/pay]

    Tags: , ,