Poems by J. Lorenz Poquiz

Friday, January 21, 2011

Rage

It's mostly because think we know
better. At one moment, we see
how things should have been done
and we feel compelled to shape things
into its rightfulness. But we are faced
with this wall, which, like time,
we would want to hammer down.
Our eyes find no way around and over,
so we give it our best shot with our fists,
and always, we end up hating the fact
that we are powerless against it.

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