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A Poem by iTryToWriteAllTheTime

There is cost 

To all truth.


There is no more

Man in the cave, 

Initiating the un-

Initiated.


We have preachers

Who have not tra-

versed the depths,

Or sent themselves

Through the trials.


We protect this Dys-u-topia,

Like purgatory in the dark

Or like freedom in chains.

Derisive, divisive, divine.

We distance ourselves from

Costs of our own actions.


The cost comes around,

And we all pay it in full.

© 2024 iTryToWriteAllTheTime


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So much truth shared here.
Thank you for penning and highlighting

Posted 2 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Eventually we will pay....so many preach but don't live by what they preach...and they often haven't really experienced the worst, so where could be their understanding.
a very thoughtful write here.
j.

Posted 2 Months Ago



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iTryToWriteAllTheTime
iTryToWriteAllTheTime

Davenport, IA



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I write poetry, trying to work my way into bigger things, but started with poetry. I've got a big catalogue I think of poetry I'd like to share. more..

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