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No words have I to write of love or fame.
No ears to hear the strings and sing their tune.
No hands for art which leads the heart to swoon,
nor eyes the masterpiece's worth proclaim.
This shapeless flesh of mine can't stoke desire.
These distant eyes no lustful gaze can hold.
This savage mind no truth or change foretold.
A fallow spirit rots, devoid of fire.
Behold the endless painful consequence
genetic propogation thus has made:
a massive populace of difference
that set equality in retrograde.
The crippling lack of shelter, hope, defense:
the damning cost my worthless life has paid.
~Scier
March 31st, 2015
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No words have I to write of love or fame.
No ears to hear the strings and sing their tune.
No hands for art which leads the heart to swoon,
nor eyes the masterpiece's worth proclaim.
This shapeless flesh of mine can't stoke desire.
These distant eyes no lustful gaze can hold.
This savage mind no truth or change foretold.
A fallow spirit rots, devoid of fire.
Behold the endless painful consequence
genetic propogation thus has made:
a massive populace of difference
that set equality in retrograde.
The crippling lack of shelter, hope, defense:
the damning cost my worthless life has paid.
~Scier
March 31st, 2015
A little something I came up with at work two days ago. It's a version of a sonnet, though not quite in line with the tradtional Petrarchan or Shakespearean version. Regardless, I am fairly happy with the finished result.
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