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Sep 27, 2009 21:30

Time,
given a chance,
will ruin your day
or create space between
unseen intervals of life.
Willpower,
the torture-starved resource
of unattempted victory,
which, unrolled, gathers moss.
Institution,
liberal volumes of wit
cast aside and seen unfit
scholarly bright
but socially blight.
Innovation,
standards set to transcend
a heart unfit to mend,
finds its joy in humble defeat.
Joy,
devilish promise of life
escaping panic and strife
to be humbled by plight.
Obedience,
rest assured by authority
if you are minority,
you'd best be first to obey.
Nature,
human, plant nor animal
can't find a single reason
why they gotta die one day.
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