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How fleeting are we as people? Asked to give ourselves up, For the greater good For the King’s greater good How fleeting we live as people, Bones like feathers, Blood like my enemy’s Blood like my brother’s A strong will can be mistaken for teenage rebellion, A strong will can be bent only after death And until death do strong and will part Until death do us part How fleeting the mind of a madman, The heart of the bravest kitten Bathed in brother’s blood Bathed in Human blood As those who exist cease to, Let us hope that we are free to, And that we are free, too
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC
How Fleeting
How fleeting are we as people? Asked to give ourselves up, For the greater good For the King’s greater good How fleeting we live as people, Bones like feathers, Blood like my enemy’s Blood like my brother’s A strong will can be mistaken for teenage rebellion, A strong will can be bent only after death And until death do strong and will part Until death do us part How fleeting the mind of a madman, The heart of the bravest kitten Bathed in brother’s blood Bathed in Human blood As those who exist cease to, Let us hope that we are free to, And that we are free, too
This poem was written for the play Antigone, for the titular character.
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fern16
17/F/California
Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 8:35 PM UTC
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