Somehow Nothing Poem by Kevin Maroney

Somehow Nothing



Sometimes the void is something so bright
Filled with a most impetuous light
However when one peers intently there
From its center do they find there soul but a hair...

If it winds to the world
The world returns the favor
And in knowledge through age hurled
Man grows ever knaver..

Once, I thought
Till mind bought
And last
Is nasty.

Somehow
Nothing

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