Beings Fooled

In the abject darkness of the world lies evil

Only a fallen note in an eternal musical score

That which does no good which only seeks to serve itself

Bound to earth chained in clay mocks creation with strangled screams/
With fragmented voices attacks that which would be whole

A miracle to escape the traps and snares

Does appear at times that no one really cares

Or is it just that the weight of flesh and time

Serves to fool the world/crucify sublime

Beings . . .







Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2026-02-01 at 02:17

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