Jan 16, 2006 21:37
I know no one ever reads them, but here's another poem I wrote recently:
Deep within entwining fogs,
Thoughts embrace the deadened bogs.
Creatures cry, lost in the black,
Seeking the life of which they lack.
Hunger screams in a sightless cave
Where bodies lie, doomed to slave
For Nature's will, inevitable fate,
Engraved forever on an abstract slate.
They cry in vanity, in all sincerity,
Blind to life's vile lethargy.
To suffer forever and indulge the pain
Lies hope and reason an enemy slain.
Enjoy, I suppose.