The Clockwork Box

The Clockwork Box

A Poem by Hans Beckman

I delved into the depths of Atheism recently and looked into all its implications. By doing so, came to one of the most depressing and hollow realizations.

Like a clockwork box, the universe ticks
Creating existence and other such tricks,

Like self-aware substance , with feelings, which cry
For a meaningful maker which logic denies, 

So as time passes on the new will decay
Corrupting all hopes without a delay,

For choice just becomes a material thing
Without any meaning, without any sting.

© 2013 Hans Beckman

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strong message in a few words like a badass knockout pill or something that's a good method makes a point stick to the reader well done

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Added on October 23, 2013
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Hans Beckman
Hans Beckman


I am currently a full time student and working part time. I've always enjoyed writing although I do lack some formal education on the subject. The main reason I am writing is so that I may improve eno.. more..