Remnants Poem by Meng Lim Dr

Remnants



It would appear
we are the remnants
from the ruins
of a decadent world
devoid of beauty
and equally
of soul-

what then
can we hold
on to but sigh
in despair and pain?

We can't hope
for a spiritual renaissance

all that's left
is bleakness
and darkness-

in shadows
we remain

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