17 October, 2008 at 09:42 (Uncategorized)

Out of place, out of time,
You know exactly where to touch,
And nothing could ever be that bad.
Or are we simply clinging past,
all that we should have had,
some human hope,
to say, we can have more,
is it something marvellous?
A triumph of human will.
Or is it only sad that we cannot see what is?
Out of place and out of time,
and I am humbled by none,
Still we refuse.
Arrogant to the last,
Still we will not choose.


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