Words and actions aren't set in stone.
Instead they are written in blood and set in bone.
This is a fact that is well known,
But how well is it shown?
Words of old are gone and lost,
And actions of new are remembered in blood.
Words of new are set in bone at a cost,
And actions of old were lost in a flood.
Good and evil are determined by your deeds.
Whether or not you help someone in need.
Whether or not you bite the hand that feeds,
And the trail that one leaves.
Good and evil are premises made by blood and set in bone.
Just like time and math.
Concepts made by blood and bone to explain the things that are unknown.
However, unlike stone, these concepts and illusions won't last.
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Undead Poetry.
PoetryLate night poems written by an insomniac, and published here. This'll be my poem collection, and will stay exclusively on Wattpad. I hope you enjoy these poems as much as I enjoy writing them.
