The Abyss - Part Ii - Poem by harsh sagi
Deep down where, it started all;
A place of which, none could imagine;
Hold the seed, out of which would rise,
the evergreen tree - called Life.
Dwelt where once, our unicelled parents;
Though in hostile, but secured place;
Making dark, the light of life,
they sprang up for, a life up high.
Where death lays its, cold hands upon;
Those filthy lives, which deserve to perish;
Without which, there would have been no us;
That's the place called - The Abyss.
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