Time is selling our hearts and souls to the 'Evil of Eternity'
While we close off 'Knowledge to Silence'
We look the other way
At,
'True Reality'
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It Won't Be Long
Unaffected by the 'Pains of Humanity' we sift through our sensual lusts.
Careless and Witless, we trip through 'Existence's Maze of Great Illusions'
Forging the chains of our own future lamentations unrepentant.
Guessing the 'Truth' to be an estimation of what's in our minds
But,
'Calamity is Inevitable'
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Waiting...
There is no time left!
Death, has been delivering
'Seeds of Wrath'
Playing in uncertainty seems the way to go.
This picture culminates into
Victory's Show,
As the 'End of Time' grows near
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem