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Sentinals December 30, 2007

Posted by littlebangtheory in poetry.
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Here we stand,

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Days,

Nights,

Years,

Watching the corn grow,

Watching the grass grow,

Watching the Hunters curse

As flocks of birds rise, circle,

And disappear over the horizon,

Always in the wrong place, at the wrong time.

 

Is this why we wait?

Is this what we stand for?

 

Tell me there is more.

Tell me there is a reason

Why we stand here,

Other than to bear witness

To the inevitable.