Man
MAN
Man:
A battlefield of,
The brute and the divine is,
The eternal and the temporal,
The vulgar and the sublime,
The glorious and the heinous,
The blasphemous and the sanctified,
Thus in,
His heart
His mind and
His soul
The adversaries in perpetual
Combat remain
And
Pending on the winner,
A demon, Man turns out to be,
Or
He becomes a saint!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
09 MAY 2013
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2013
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