Thursday, June 23, 2022

Futility


Futility
By Lord R.e. Taylor

Time goes up
Time goes down
All the time the world goes round
Nothing is certain
Everything is chance
We all live in a cursed dance
Hoping to see the future
While we remember the past
And maybe see our legacy last

© Poem – VI/XXIV/MMXXII
LRET


 

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