Friday Poem
© 5 Jul 2013 Luther Tychonievich
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Friday Poem

A pessimistic view of deathbed repentance.


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Thriving anew as the world collapses,
Our vices, once dead, in the end face relapses.

The rainbows of deathbed repentance, though sweet,
Vanish when close: ’tis a sight we can’t meet.

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