The time is...

by jaeyoung
  • March 3, 2012
  • Poetry
The time is impending oceans churn. Tainted and depending shift, and turn. The lands sing to an uprooted tree. Why this king will never be The sack is about to burst sands begin to fall. What will come first? The bell finally tolls.
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One believes things because one has been conditioned to believe them.
— Aldous Huxley, Brave New World