Or Perhaps Better Forgotten Poem by Cody O'Hara

Or Perhaps Better Forgotten



The horizon buckles
As the earth heaves
And shakes with sorrow

Why her children
Wish to see her undone
Their own mother

The grand cloud looms
Screaming so piercingly
Like the ever-punished souls

The earth children still
Bicker as their skin
Fades to dust and ash

What a race of fools
They will be remembered as
Or perhaps better forgotten

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