Destination 3A Poem by HuwMore thoughts on memoriesHow vast the number of fictions were that I was expected to believe my formative years were the years of dogmas and media imparted tales. My education was set to 'educate only' and not to inspire. Twisted truth is a perversion dressed up. Adorned lies are simply lies when stripped naked. The subtlety of the delusion the accuracy of the counterfeit that has the efficacy to produce a required effect. I was always kept under the impression I was doing as I pleased now I know it wasn't the path that I had pleased but one that was prepared for me. My destination being THE END of self
and not self-destruction. © 2015 HuwAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 18, 2015 Last Updated on May 18, 2015 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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