The Second


Counting down days from years,
Hours from days,
Taking out minutes from hours,
Seconds from minutes:
Beyond the second,
There is infinite peace,
There is hope, not of things to come.
There is nothingness?
Mother, father, brother,
You fell beyond the second,
I wish you peace,
Not nothingness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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