Friday, April 26, 2024

Xiao Zai

 

Avoid distress; forlorn hope, 

threadbare of loneliness, even 

Icarus’ boldness, jubilation, and 

carelessness bedeviled his own ego. 

Take heed in all dangers, for they

lurk with bows nocked and arrows

arced, life seldom grants reprieves,

there's no escaping Daedalus’ Labyrinth, 

the circles of death go round and round, 

there's only one way out, and the stubborn

Man squanders his life thinking his days are 

many, yet, his mind torpor with dementia, and

Death is the master, again and again, time hides

in the shadows away from the light, slowly creeping 

and catching up on your sundown, there within 

your vacant body no breath shall render evermore. 



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