Nonexistent Poem by Julio 2 Amarante

Nonexistent



How much importance is given.
To Satan, the son of God,
Whomever
To a hierarchy of nothing,
Or so few.
An obsession with open war.
Oh age where delusion could be a blessing
Considering the proper words were written.

I have spoken.

After paradise lost,
You value others most
Your nonexistent soul, exhaust.

Nonexistent
Tuesday, January 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: opinion,poetic expression
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