What Are We? Poem by Don W. Davidson

What Are We?



Are we but figments
of our own imaginations
Cavorting in a timescape
Lessened by mortality,
Or egotistical illusions
Of mad gods delusions
They being demented
By immortality's curse?

Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: immortality
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Don W. Davidson

Don W. Davidson

Edmonton, Alberta, Canada
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