Boredom After Boredom
Boredom after boredom
As the bitter contents of life unfold,
And mortals wind their way home
To mark the end of their earthly lease.
Turning and turning around the selfsame path
Through the predetermined arcs of fortune and fate,
Dizzied by the opium of struggle till the last of breath,
To answer unknown judgments, to face the incorruptible jury.
Who will the future foretell and inform mortals of their fate
And alleviate their confusion, and get things clear and straight.
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