Judgment Day
What is life! Not that I really care,
nor understand the motives that
surround me.
What is death? An end to despair
then a carousel to remind me
there is no escape. Oh! What a cruel
fate, one’s life shown continuously
upon the great wall, the mind
reflects before the godly panel
debriefs it…….
© Harry J Horsman 1990
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