A Semi-Organized Explanation of our Stupidity

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: The Devil's Trap
Here's another poem.

Submitted: February 03, 2017

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Submitted: February 03, 2017

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I'm just a poor boy

From a poor family

Created by matter and that which matters (to me)

But to believe in mattering is insanity

Who are we to say

that what we think matters does?

Who are we to believe

That to fade from matter(ing), one must take a trip above?

Those who comply with 

"We were borne to seek the truth"

Will find that they will never find 

That which makes others couth

To procreate

And to recreate

Is to dwell in primal angst

To discreate

To force bonds to break

Will, for conscience, try to thank

Do not return

Or we shall never learn

What it is to be free

Perhaps we have

And are blinded by matter

Or what what matters has shattered

Have we? Shall we see?

 

 

 


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