The victims’ shadows steal the wall
and project our incoming death.
The clock takes away our lifelines
and constricts us in its shackles.
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Uncertainty is the only certainty in this world apart from death and even death is a moot point I enjoyed your poem because of the thoughts it evoked
Great poem. An easy tenner here was given. God bless all poets-MJG.
I thought this wasn't as great of a poem as your others, however it wasn't terrible.
soul stirring poem crisp but makes a hard hitting point