Something... Poem by Lev Brekhman

Something...



Something is ruling my life...
No, not God, neither Devil.
Something more like a karmic drive.
Now to good, now to evil...
Goodies of evil are ripe all the time.
Evils of good - always sour.
Price of such life is maybe just a dime.
What shade is moving my power?

Thursday, October 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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