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Jan 2017
For all my wisdom I must ask

What compels a man to fear
His shadow passing in the night
The tunnels at the end of light
Perhaps he's yet to see things clear
His hands may yet have more to write

Yet death still punctuates his life

So why must he then go to war
To understand the blood he's shed
And why he bought the lies he's fed
When only truth knocks on his door
And turns the switch off in his head

Did he not kiss the wife he'd wed

Before forever meant forever
After love split at it seams
And ripped apart their broken dreams
To build it all back up together
Stronger than it's ever been

But then it all fell down again

Somewhere along the way I guess
For nothing made him feel at home
Inside this man still felt alone
No lullabies could bring him rest
From cradle to the graven stone

Entombed beneath this biodome

All things return to soil
As my rotting flesh eternity
No more than maggots eating me
Until my bones are drops of oil
Spilling in the deep blue sea

Is this all that we're meant to be?

Who can say or really know
These gods and mortals can't compare
To dimensions far out there
The places we all long to go
Though only few discover where

To find their peace on earth to share
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
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