Show me an empire that never dies.
History repeats thru toil and tears
What one didn’t end full of lies?
Show me a successful empire of a thousand years.
Many remain diminished from the greatness to which they are tied.
Most exhausted their resources and finances spread too thin.
All thought it would last forever ignoring the past.
It’s amazing the confidence that we will always win.
Why do we think it will always last?
Such an empire does exist.
It’s far from us know but coming rapidly near.
Once arrived the pattern will not persist.
The arrival of it is what I
yearn to hear.
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Author:
Keeter C (
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Looking over history all empires have dwindled and died and this poem looks for the emergence of a new one that will last. Nicely done
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Ovet history they come conquer and go, the author asks for one that will stay around, enjoyed the read
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Nice poem
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Cyclical lessons of history like spin cycle after a wash. But will we ever learn?
I think we have to be taught
The final chapter has been written.
It has. Most don’t know or see. Written.
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