Intraspection's Inspection - Poem by Joshua Zwane
I've paved a non exsisting, should have never been reality
My roads at time feel as though they have no signs for the path that has got to be
Not knowing no longer if earth meets sky short-sightedly
Do i then blame architectual being engineerity...that man gave
How priests may be relentless in guiding the human psychology...to God's nave
Where choice lay haven in catastrophe...
Mean streets define, potholes fed on lives, the geography that resides, the son of Leto we subscribe
Cloud nine is heaven's avenue
Ever does it make decisions for you
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