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Zamalea. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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All are fastest for best or worse,
Working in those spaces of speed;
Some with useless massive numbers
And with quarrel force in its own,
Some with explosive greatest of beauty
Uncontrollable, more or less.
For a world that we created,
Time proclaims with fashion
To be hatched at last; not the real yield
Of clean remain such incomplete
Fantasy of unfledged control, we are still
Babysitters of what we are dreaming.
Truly it shapes our life and death;
Leave no alternative with filled with speed,
Think to destroy this costly monster
Of lazy for what is manhood, for the good purpose
All time will be breaking free;
Ah, beware, let us pray.
Let us do our age, and what you done
Of yours, as the list of electric device;
Mind it's closer than the structure of true
For what we build where you cannot hold
Or win the gap of Speed were a sordid passion
With hope and joy, the fall of all.