young man
wake up young man
time is passing you by
and slow suicide is not the way to go
tied down and forced down under
you were once a part of this world
as your reflection starts to fade
loss of life you become the cracks
in the foundation growing more weak with every step
as the skies do not smile down upon you
no more
you are late to wake up and life has come and gone
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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