It's the continual
opening of the
eyes that disappoints,
not that sleep brings peace,
but it's the momentary
reprieve from life's
clenched fist, and
it's ruthless apathy.
Life is a toss of
the coin,
a roll of the dice.
Often, it's snake eyes.
As a kid, I always
thought that everything
would be alright.
Now I see the
randomness of
it all.
I'm always trying to
get back to Eden.
Sometimes, the
dreamer in me
forgets the futility.
The banishment is
forever.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments5
Sometimes that randomness takes us in the right direction Thomas, it certainly has for me.
Andy
Yes, it does. Thank you.
This is really good I read it twice and it got better. Nice job. Good mind.
Thank you, Bobby O, I appreciate it.
Very balanced in theme and content-May you find Eden in all beautiful things…
Thank you so much.
Life is so very far from Eden. Maybe someday. Nice work!
Thank you for the read.
Great poem! I see the randomness of it all too.
thank you.
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