Nothingness Poem by ENOCH JOHN

Nothingness



I can hear the distant deafening silence
And the thunderous roar of nothingness.....
As life's players cross the final stage
With bags of only emptiness to offer.

Nought to give a poor and dying comrade,
One who has laboured so long and hard;
Only dry and empty promises,
Like a cacophonous reverberation into nothingness.

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