One for the present
Two for the past
None for the future
My, Time goes fast.
Three for humanity
Four for a god
None for religion
Isn't it odd?
Five for a paradise
Six for a hell
There will be no tomorrow
I can tell.
Prepare yourselves
For the beginning of the end
As your souls are released
To the depths you will be sent.
Silent screams
Endless fear
Relentless agony
Death is near
Tears of blood
Life of sorrow
Kin of Shadows
For us, there will be no tomorrow
No more. I want no more...
No more sadness, no more killing.
But this is what I live for.
This is the purpose of living
For those who have no life.
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Sic Parvis Magna - A Poetry collection
Poetry"Greatness from Small Beginnings" This is a collection of all the poems I've written in the past, present and will write in the future. There is no limit to what the mind creates. Nor is there a limit on Poetry.
