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[title] => When death comes
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[bodytext] => Staring down the black abyss that fills my thought Jumping off into the void Hoping to find some sense of relief, From the naked existence I have been bequeathed Life bleak and cold; An eternal plain with no landmarks of solace or comfort And yet another day dawns, one blending into the other Giving me vague hints that; someday it will cease to be I vanquish these thoughts They belong to another Blinded by my boundless self-indulgence, I did not see the arrogance reflected in my eyes Instead I used my eyes to gaze outward My hope turned inward, I did not regard the ignorance in which I thrived My insight scratched only the surface; Constantly searching Fervently digging, Whilst my mind was directed toward the heavens So concerned with life’s trivialities; I did not give notice to the child holding my hand, Reminding me of our trip to the zoo I shrugged him aside For I had more important things to do Truth be told; Life was wasted on me For only in the twilight did I give notice to my child So innocent in his intent So absolute in his judgment Too late I appreciate what I held in my hands, Now quickly vanishing through my fingers like sand I should have spent more occasions, Savoring the taste, instead of trying to pick more fruit Recklessly enjoyed life, instead of seeking the root I should have; Laughed more Even cried more For now it’s too late A lifetime of strife; Brought me to the gates of clarity Only to return, With a hand full of misery One last time I shout at the hole The only echo to follow; My own. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 88 [topic] => 75 [informant] => frikkie5000 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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