Wednesday, 24 December 2014

Contempt

How fleeting this world to me
How insignificant its ambition
How vain its proud flattery
Of heaven and damnation

I blink and you have passed
From glory into nothingness
Your race is run, your die cast
Only I remain, nothing else

I exist, like the Cosmos, from the very start
I witness events both glorious and infernal
In the chaotic melodies I embed my heart
And give my love to all that is eternal

You put your faith in a collective lie
You exist, you suffer, and then you die
Tell me, mortal, what need have I
My contempt for you to justify?

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