Perspective Poem by Luke Arthur

Perspective



As I drift through an autumn morn
Amidst the lilac haze, creeps dawn
Under a crystal blue behemoth sky
Forsaken dreams and the questions why?

As I walk, I dwell on the price we pay
For contrition earned, when lead astray
There lay on the ground, in active decay
A trillion leaves from yesterday

Epiphany smacks and reality whacks
Time perpetually running through the cracks
With perspective set and my thought regret
That my time will come is a certain bet

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