I must as well admit
Even so, to the powers be, submit
That all my wits, to the universe, I remit
As we all watch them, social pollutants, emit
Yea, I must indeed admit
That many desire long life if God would permit
Well, what's the point if therein pain subsist
I would rather life be meaningful than to just exist
I must as well admit
Those shadows of the fallacy loom largest
Where only the rebel wisdom's emboldened
In the harmlessness of the good ‘n pure.
10 November 2021
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