The End is Near
This is my greatest fear
To witness the tragedies inherent in life
makes one not willing to really care
about battling evil and eliminating strife
the incessant tribulations of futile attempts
at being, courageous, righteous and pure
to those that don’t care I implore
for it you that hold life contempt
cause your life you spent
seeding anger, envy, vengeful demeanor
a barren land is your heart
where nothing grows but sorrow
draws you farther apart
from the love that holds life together
for what you lost you still can regain; however
you must change within to keep from going without
that of your hearts desire even in the face of fear
until this happens I truly believe for us; the end is near.
3 comments:
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This is a beautiful poem.
And I rarely like poetry.
Well done.
:-)
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