Life, In A Cracking Nutshell Poem by Seth Proch

Life, In A Cracking Nutshell

Rating: 2.0


The horrors of war.
The terror of the unknown.
The widespread panic.
Bombarding in such a routine fashion,
It's all just a temporary distraction
To keep yourself concerned with something,
With anything.
It makes you feel like you're contientious.
Doing your part by keeping yourself updated,
Actualy you're being spoon fed like a child,
Ignorant to the realities of life.
There is only one thing that is real.
Only one thing that is absolute.
Death,
Decay,
Destruction,
Everything that has a beginning must have an end,
There is an omega to every alpha,
A yang to every yin,
Deterioration is the one true god of this world,
And it judges all things farely and indescriminately.
Everything must go.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Goldy Locks 16 April 2007

be it death/decay- not the greatest artist of all?

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Goldy Locks 16 April 2007

Score one for the artists.

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Seth Proch

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Bennington, VT
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