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Tomorrow's Building is Tomorrow's rubble
by Christopher ShinDance with me when
the hatred staggers
like a deck of cards.
Castles fall and
my eyes dart for
any kind of hope.
Allies fall and
villains smirk
back in the mirror.
Slowly the destruction
and chaos shake
the foundation of
all stability.
And the hope that
is the base of all
things melts into
the abyss of
any kind of redemption.
03/23/2009 Posted on 03/23/2009
Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Tom Goss on 03/26/09 at 05:58 PM A steel poem awaiting its own demolition, nice handiwork indeed! |
| Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 03/27/09 at 02:16 PM How very destructive of you. But will you choose to clear the land and rebuild? Or leave it a blight on the land? |
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