Survival
Survival One corn preserved as others spoil The farmer watches life dissolve And the sunlight falls on nothing But a selfish plan His thirst to keep a single corn And care for it like life depends Would show to him an empty earth Void of any man.
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Darius
I'm into poetry that flows through me, more as an emotional art-form than a traditional construction, but I do appreciate most of it.
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