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Wednesday, June 14, 2006

The Line

Rating: 4.0
The Clock keeps ticking, ticking and ticking
I became blank, while the candle is flicking
In silence I waft away and with it I blend
Mind is crystal clear, nothing inside to wend

Darkness wrapped me, except my fervent eyes
I am not concerned if my last candle slowly dies
I need to know my mission, what is my position?
In life I have no goal, but I myself is an ambition

I hunger for knowledge to intrigue my core
I need inspiration; I shall seek and explore
Why accept less, if I can have more?
I am not just any human, I will not ignore

Hm, create my own religion and made up rules
Worshiped I shall be, cherished by many fools
Without a warning, total darkness surrounded me
I snap out of the devilish ideas that haunted me

Shuddery, deep desires can be misleading
For a second, Satan's pathway was gleaming
Human intelligence is like an infinite gold mine
In both ways we used it; in both we crossed the line

I came back to my senses; I stopped wafting away
I leave and close the door, back again to an ordinary day....
Eman Hussain
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