Monday, 17 July 2017

Blinded Sight.

We began with the end in mind,
We knew the end before we began.
Though we claimed to be blind,
We did see, we did discern.

When we laid tightly together,
Woven in the warmth of oneness.
We knew it was not for, forever
We knew it was not, endless.

When we saw the sun smile
We knew before long it'ld frown.
Her shining teeth was for a while
Soon in night's sea, It'd drown.

Today, the end finds fulfillment
The sun herself is forced to frown,
Forever is stripped of her garment,
Today, our forsight wins a crown.

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