The Hidden Valley Of Expiration (Version 2)A Poem by B-poetIf degeneration Is the prognosis After birth Then a lifetime Must be worth Priceless seconds Where witnessed Sessions of societal Are seen as Forks in the road Needed to solve accusations Started from human actions They're forever fraction-ed As relative drawbacks Looked for humanities whereabouts Secretly they posed & presented themselves Within burial vaults along corridors Of written hieroglyphic walls
and doors Depicting fool's wealth As a token of social
extravagance Only represents a small gist For what really goes on within The Hidden Valley Of Expiration © 2021 B-poetAuthor's Note
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Added on February 17, 2021 Last Updated on February 17, 2021 AuthorB-poetIndianapolis, INAboutFreelance Writer/Poet (For those who truly love and treasure my art Check out my latest publication on the link under my profile name**) Thanks for stopping by and pen on. :) more..Writing
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