Absurdity's Way Poem by Adams King

I know not where from this ocean flows
Nor to which shore it waves do roll

I cannot tell the pythons head
Nor its tail from this sick bed

I stand in absurdity on every way
Unknown to me night or day

I know not in whose womb I slept
Nor to where my knees slowly crept

I know no bitterness so far from truth
Nor sweet lies in the devil's tooth

Shadows or reflection I cannot tell
In my hellish heaven nor heaven like hell

Still in absurdity's way I solely stand
On wet ocean and on dry land

Like the wind life seems to me
Knowing not its birth nor death to be