Caelum Despicio

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Unlike all other creatures on earth, we humans have the ability (or inability as it could be considered a hindrance to general qualia) to worry about life after death, a literal postmortem retirement as it may be. Why do we spend our lives worrying about its antagonist?

Submitted: September 10, 2016

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Want you to cry, All seeing eye!

Want you to try, All will see me die!

Bleed me dry?

Come like the sea, Blood red tsunami!

Guilts on me, Still I climb the tree.

Tallest of it's kind, Another wave behind me!

There is a cerulean moon by noon, another Messiah who came to soon?

Just a god whom plays by another tune.

Take it away, No matter if I pray.

They asked me to stay, Yet time tends decay.

I will be a holy runaway, That or life will lie in ennui.

Let halos fall from guise.


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