The End

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A heartfelt lament about the sadness and lonelines of being the odd man out, of seeing to deep into the faults of modern society, and the certainty of the impending end of the world as we know...

Submitted: September 18, 2016

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Tell me my dear how many people

are on the edge already

just one step from falling down

into nothing, hopelessly

 

What is it, bringing them down

like this, once for once

is there really nothing we could do

to stop this breakdown

let the misery vanish

 

At the end of the world

if all were melt together

would we finally be equal then

to find freedom again

 

Go and see, my dear, how many people

stand alone with bleeding hearts

but still bear to smile under the pain

embracing their misery

 

What is it, to cause such pain

like this, one after the other

is there really nothing we could do

to stop the pain

let the wounds heal

 

At the end of the world

if all were melt together

would we finally be equal then

to find freedom again

 

Just count, my dear, how many people

are flying in a golden cage

without no glimpse of freedom in sight

dying inside

 

What is it, tieing them down

like this, once and again

is there really nothing we could do

to bring the freedom back

let the chains melt away

 

At the end of the world

if all were melt together

would we finally be equal then

to find freedom again


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