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No Man Knows



No man knows
the time nor the hour yet
he fears the space in between where
life borders on the fringe of obscurity
the living
knowing only what the dead interprets
and history changes as seasons

Wars fought hailing religions banner
countries forged in violent manner
proceeds upon vanity fair and if
heaven is but an illusion
and God the idea insane
could it possibly turn back camorras tide
for peace upon the land to reign
while despotism
a memory best forgotten
festers bane upon the plains

Death grows tired of collecting
unlike debt that knocks unsolicited
the earth will continue to turn blissfully
and life
continues to flourish

What imprint will posterity find
of yours and mine left behind
will peace reign or violence shine
or will man himself
be
left
in
decline
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Submitted by Odonko-ba on January 12, 2016

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Odonko-ba

I am a moody anti-social introvert. Meaning: I Trust No One. My best friend is myself. My companion ~ my dog. I write because I must. It is my life line. My Beacon in a world cloaked in darkness, steadfast upon destruction, blinded by their own selfish needs...I write because, I must, to maintain my sanity in an otherwise insane world. I might not be the smartest apple to fall from the tree but believe me the resonance of my impact resoundingly reverberates the tree, stirring emotions and messaging egos in quiet retribution. Welcome to my humble sanctum more…

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