Poem #7A Poem by KeithHowling at the black Crying into the sea Forgiving the night's virtues In a dawn-breaking jubilee Sacrificing ourselves To the god of despair Desiring no ill fate Praying the gods be fair Enveloping us Wasting ourselves Unredemable time Forgiving themselves With no idea why. Pressing punitively forward Seeking the goal A form of enlightenment Or possibly just forgetfullness, How shall we ever know. july 95
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1 Review Added on February 5, 2008 AuthorKeithWinnipeg, CanadaAboutHave written, in many forms, most my life. Anything which one is capable of expressing will be welcomed by another, for the furthering of their understanding. This will be accepted before judgement .. more..Writing
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