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Points of Origin
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Fractured,
My mind it crawls endless possibility
Points of origin, paths of symmetry
Sense and senseless action predetermined
Statements,
Of unintended and openended agression
Death, I see you now
Not simply as the end
But as a footstep into the unknown
A questionable path into another life
Eternity or nothing,
Care and knowledge are beyond me.
When I look at today
I only see tomorrow
Where the new beginning sets my pace
Refreshed objectives, renewed goals
Weigh the worth of my life
So I admire this long and winding road
Stretching perilously above mortality
For true ambition does not stop at the sky
But extends to every atom of the universe
Only self action truely dictates a destiny
But through our new found forms of achievement
We must remember who we were, who we are
And what we want to be
For whilst tomorrow must be better than today
We must not forget the past
Our points of origin.
© Owen Waldron 2008
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Again its quite reflective, I sort of progressed in thought as I was writing this, dunno if that shows through at all.
Comments and crit as always very welcome