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by Neo Blaqness

Restless minds
which cannot sleep
belong to lives
bereft of dreams
occupied by
unsolved pains
and worries of
what dawn may bring
stare they deep
into the night
to no avail
seek they the light
the evidence
for which they wait
hope unseen
substance of faith
to tarry against
this disorder
born by sons
of men and daughters
generational rapacity
progeny of
so consumed
by worthless cause
too full to swallow