Found and Lost

arobot

Found and Lost  

 

I saved many of my data as my treasure

Thinking I own them permanent for pleasure

And one day I found them invalid whatsoever

 

Should I preserve them in print, on paper

And keep them in a safe or museum for ever

But wouldn’t they turn dust or vapour?

 

The things I take as so sure and valuable

May be found out to be ever unavailable

Which makes me nihilistically miserable

 

  • Author: arobot (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 27th, 2020 13:44
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 12
  • Users favorite of this poem: ForeverJesus7
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  • ForeverJesus7

    I really liked this piece, and it is so true. We must never put things first in our lives, because when we die we cannot take them with us. Everything will eventually turn to dust. Again, this piece was very enjoyable.
    Put and keep the Lord first in your life.
    Persistence is key



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