nihilism

A poem I wrote during my existential crisis during university. Enjoy.

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Is concern empty,

Or a means to do good?

Keep us locked in the woods,

from the truthful unseen.

 

Is it our way,

to break right from wrong?

A simple impasse to hinder the strong,

each night and day.

 

Construction of thought;

we test what is told

and all that is taught.

To find what we hold,

is endlessly fraught,

till we grow old.

 

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#DWTSmith #nihilism