This is actually my the first poem I have ever written, tell me what you think of it.
The Way Of The World
The way of this earth
From the day Perdition fell in
Has been a constant tugging
Men wrestle bread off the mouths of infants
Such is the way of the world
From the day Perdition fell in
Has been a constant tugging
Men wrestle bread off the mouths of infants
Such is the way of the world
Our innermost nature is vile
We learnt first to crawl
For beasts we are
Then we learned above that;
To walk as sons of God
And be gods not men
We learnt first to crawl
For beasts we are
Then we learned above that;
To walk as sons of God
And be gods not men
But some crawl inside still
And are beasts inside yet
No matter how erect they walk
Violence is their very stock
Avoid these men
For the earth is theirs with its ways
And paradise now is a mere wish
And are beasts inside yet
No matter how erect they walk
Violence is their very stock
Avoid these men
For the earth is theirs with its ways
And paradise now is a mere wish
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