Mutability Poem by William Deutscher

Mutability

To be not,
And soon,
Is a fact
That never lacks
Wonder,
In a bad way.
It looms
All day
And night
Over vast expanses,
Shortened years
Here,
There,
Nowhere,
And the right
Words,
Eagerly sought,
Are absurd
Under
Most circumstances.

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