Pieces of ignorance,
lie here and there,
Moments of imagination,
spring again and again.
As wild as it gets,
we render ourselves corrupt,
Letting go of a conscience,
Believed to be His.
A craving for greatness,
To be eternal,
Causes mayhem.
Endurance seems the way,
But will isn't there.
A mortal wants his own,
Thinking that he can.
But whence did he come,
Is a question unknown !!
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