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The Coming of the Nothing

Collegiates and learned mercenaries Await their time to lead the willing minions As lemmings, suicide seems ordinary Both deaf and blind, devoid of all opinions Ageless as time itself, she waits An elixir of evolution Needing no cure, no answers No humankind solution What stops us moving forward What keeps us all enchained What keeps the starving hungry What drives a world insane A galaxy here, a universe there Speckled by constellations But man it seems is content to fight For the sake of his small nation Black as an empty starless night Deep as the hungry ocean Timeless as death, on its endless flight In a time of perpetual motion What stops us moving forward What keeps us all enchained What keeps the starving hungry What drives a world insane When will it end, God only knows As greed alone inspires us Old Earth, its very soul exposed To MAN...IT'S LIVING VIRUS!!!

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Beata Agustin

Date: 7/8/2023 4:55:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

John Lawless

Date: 7/5/2023 11:59:00 AM

Just perusing the pages and came upon this. Nine years later and still as pertinent as ever. The last line tells it all....MAN...a replicating viral assault on its host.