Oblivion Poem by greg richardson

Oblivion



Backed into oblivion
Can I stand my ground
with all this evil all around?
or shall I perish
like all the rest?
and does it matter anyway?
a token standoff
in a broken world.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: evil
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