The Great Grey NothingA Poem by Robert WilsonA short, poetic social critique
Grey patches of nihilism are sprouting in the garden of life
Endless children born into a troposphere of torture Religion carved into their flesh at the dawn of infancy Adolescence molded into obedient rebellion Willing to change with the vanity of bribery Officious consciousness cracks the earth like the fist of an angry god The human race is almost over and we're dead last © 2008 Robert WilsonReviews
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11 Reviews Added on July 22, 2008 AuthorRobert WilsonMorgantown, WVAboutRead my writing. It will tell you all you need to know. more..Writing
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