You have fangs for war.
That peace comes from resolution branch.
That and we stop fighting for a equilibrium.
They are separate entities,
and if an all knowing deity doesn't
exist-we must be the greatest creation
to defy all created.
And when Death smiles at all,
that in another life I'll defy
what you call humane.
Through the eye of the needle.
A puzzle incomplete until the end of time,
a maze you can't compress.
By unbecoming you have
blood in your veins.
That immortality is a game
incomplete.
Command your heart for war.
Conquer all your children's army.
And declare you have the ideals.
Still we are not seeing the future.
Only the glass half empty.
- Author: ReflectionShadow (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 29th, 2019 07:22
- Comment from author about the poem: What lasts forever....a ruin.
- Category: Reflection
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