Like pale, fire in babylon
I feel the push of weight
and time is slowing me down.
I will NOT go into the night
i WILL search bereftly for the light
to feel the sword and face the knife.
I fear that i shall never see,....
attain that pleasant symmetry,
to study is to feed the mind.
to burn the fire in the brain
and search for what we left behind.
Away the dross. civility remain.
When looking back to lives once lived
Rome was once a place on earth
known to death, but still to birth
the ideas formed from shapeless slime.
Record rhythm, snder time.
The days its war. and jackals brood.
Wonder what the future brings?
Ravens circle.
and feed like kings. |
Submission Name: recent pessimism.
