Folly.A Poem by Jeremy L JohnsonAu contraire, do run.Folly. by Jeremy LeWayne Au contraire, do run. Run from the abyss. The Unknown that swallows souls, that devours courage in hearts bold. For man fails at every turn. Equal in that respect you're made. Mediocrity personified in a shell. Destined for worms or bound to hell. Through the fall we find clarity. The tumble we discover truth. Journey's end takes us back to the ash. While our secret lives convolute. Before morn our pillows transform to clay. Our given names etched in stone. Through try and fail we find demise. The hidden door to the Maker's throne.
© 2016 Jeremy L JohnsonAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJeremy L JohnsonJena, LAAbout“Genius gives birth, talent delivers. What Rembrandt or Van Gogh saw in the night can never be seen again. Born writers of the future are amazed already at what they’re seeing now, what we.. more..Writing
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