Lifes Cannibal Bed Poem by Kevin Patrick
Lifes Cannibal Bed
Rating: ★5.0
Time does not fly
It's a spider in a web
And it crawls with hunger
scoffing our mortal Ebb
until nothing is left
on Life's cannibal bed
Sunday, September 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: time
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Deluke Muwanigwa
20 September 2020
Very nice. Yah time creeps up on you and bites and sucks all life
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5/19/2024 7:43:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Time, the eternal enemy.Great work