Banished
.
At times it seems that our
longest years here on earth
are mere milli-seconds
of yet another birth.
Are we then to wince in pain
or grin with feigned mirth
for whatever unease, shame
or pride it's all worth?
Could it be that to this planet
we've been banished
from a paradise that has
long ago vanished?
We're with nary an inkling
that our wandering
is but a round-about,
slow-motion spiralling!
.
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