Experienced Innocence - Poem by Artchil Daug
Here is such a dilemma of dilemmas common in tune
that bequeaths a girl's soul to the blind woman's scale,
many have fallen to the gregarious laugh of the wicked loon;
can these friends withstand such pressure with brains so frail?
Look and stare at this moment that you may yet be learning,
learn with wisdom the essence of every crucial judgment;
in this generation of emptiness and hollow yearning,
actions governed with haste and hallowed defilement!
Witness the terrible downpour of misdirected youthful energy,
passed as reason the mechanisms of high octane pressure;
be defeated by the gravity pull of a company's synergy
left her wits drowned by the eyes of pride and soul insecure;
In a burning candle which light warming sandy deserts,
she's blown by wicked storms of sands and unknown perverts!
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