stifling our silent dreams
of future lives in peaceful lands
the enemy thrives on our screams
our ignorance he understands
slipping through the opaque air
the fog enveloping the world
finding nothing hidden there
nothing inside emptiness lies curled
are we missing what it means
or has the sense of it subsided?
quiet reasoned discourse leans
against the end of time, expired
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About Me
- Esav Benyamin
- URBAN POET is a place for my poetry and other bitter comments on the human experience, with occasional contributions from friends.
3 comments:
And our persistence,
pushes back.
life is fighting
never stopping
until dying
ends the quest
while the day
begins in sunshine
and the nighttime
brings us rest
still the struggle
makes me wonder
if our methods
are the best
Well yes,
you have to wonder.
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