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TROUBLE IN PARADISE (May Contest)

WE DON'T REMEMBER BIRTH , WE WON'T REMEMBER DEATH by Christopher Porter.

The futility of life,
the inevitability of death.

Why breath in,
for your dying breathe?

TROUBLE IN PARADISE

Listen to the waves as the oceans clap,
Peace in piece pleased apiece at least appeased,
Yond tolling bell command sweet heaven's call,
Your fight on earth at last in glory done.

Do not listen to the haunting voices
From the other side whose souls we both reaped,
And scooped the earth over to hide their bones;
Life is a war, and your feud is over.

This battle needed thinkers not fighters,
Not angry warriors with their loathing swords.
How amusing earth's wildest animal,
Does not live in the the heart of the forest.

You said "friend, be careful with the darkness,
Because you can easily lose your way";
'Lose your way' I did to light instead, now,
Death is the voice to settle our disputes.

We wept for the homeless Amazonians,
The children's eyes where stern hopelessness shone,
The hewn trees and all the dead animals
Which left earth bald in a picture from space.

We weren't weary when we weren't woke,
We were sound asleep in youthful blindness;
When the buds in our eyes fell we figured,
There were many trouble in Paradise.

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