2nd law

2nd law

A Poem by 00ZERO

Time keeps on rolling
The world constantly unfolding
Everything always unraveling
With or without you
The earth spinning closer to the sun
The sun straying towards its final blast
Books go on being written
The pages perpetually unfolding
We are ripping down all the trees
Soon enough there will be no breeze
Just to have an hour of these
Our water stays forevermore
Being polluted
More dilution
Till there's nothing left to feed
Till there's no more minds to think free
What have your seconds meant?
That time drifts on without
Anything or any one
You body aches
As it falls apart
Your heartaches fake
As your pain will stop
You whisper to yourself they shouldn't be speaking your name
Think someday they will be weeping in vein
Just as everything is about to rot
Time rolls on
It never stops

© 2016 00ZERO


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Woah! It has such a nice rythm. It gets faster and faster as you read it, and the last line is so perfect because it echoes in your brain after you read it (it's like a punch in the head). For me, it represents our obsession with time and perfection and forgetting the things that really matter. Very nicely written!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

00ZERO

7 Years Ago

Thank you very much :)



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Woah! It has such a nice rythm. It gets faster and faster as you read it, and the last line is so perfect because it echoes in your brain after you read it (it's like a punch in the head). For me, it represents our obsession with time and perfection and forgetting the things that really matter. Very nicely written!

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

00ZERO

7 Years Ago

Thank you very much :)

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