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Apr 2019
I passed the overrated cause
In search of humanities
more basic laws
That opens doors
to all of those
be ...leaving souls
that want to pray
and to do that... with out controls
Long before all time
Eventually
Falls away

As  it is then
we will find
That we all....
...have feet of clay!

No judgments rent  
Not up or down
No false reflections ...of
..what IS   to   be considered
As sacred  hallowed ground

Someday we may...be able
    To ...find a way
and  leave!
all destruction behind

But for the present time-
KING OR PEASANT
all WE HAVE
is
the ground ...we stand upon
As WE ALL a-wait
What is to become OUR fate

in the darkened halls
We  stand  
Where judge meant
will emerge
To demand
an answer WE cannot give
As to how...IT WAS...
... WE chose to live!

Will it be THE RISING SUN
or the flash that marks the end
by the sight of the brightest light
as a signal that WE need ...
...no longer fight?

It will not stop at the doors
Of those who stand on high
Or at the walls
Of seclusion

IT will not pause
Or obey OUR laws
with all their flaws..
...for .as with all things
THIS too will reach... its
final conclusion!

Not will it wait
Allowing US
to   change    our   fate
IT will only BE
What it was  that   we   chose
AS Our Destiny...

..Without
A SINGLE THOUGHT
AS TO HOW IT WAS
that we   FAILED US...
that  WE.... failed....Uusssss!!!!
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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