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Abyss
For far too many
Their foundation is an abyss
Far too many nest on this abyss
Yet call themselves grounded
Letting their angst be validated by the abyss
Failing to look above or around
Revolving in desolate space in perpetual permanence
Once Were
We live as we are
And
Die who we were
Death Valley
In death Valley
The devil shouts by and bye
Well that’s what the folks will tell ya
You won’t make out of
Baton Rouge or Southern California alive
But at least you’ll die on sacred ground in the holy land
It’s Cool
Collapsing moments
Your fading in and out of time
It’s cool
You know they’re dying
Collapsing time
Your fading in and out of moments
It’s cool
You know they’re dying
The Jordan and The Mississippi
Many have died over what I’ve renounced
A father’s son and father’s sons
To insure the Jordan will not dry
Many have died for what I’ve renounced
The sons and daughters of mothers
To insure the Mississippi will not dry
About the Author: Anthony David Vernon is a Cuban-American writer born in South Florida and residing in Albuquerque, New Mexico. He is a master’s level philosophy student at the University of New Mexico. Anthony David Vernon has had literary work published in an array of online journals including the Cabinet of Heed, The Mindful Word, Fish Bowl Journal, and Synchronized Chaos. His literary writing consists mainly of poetry and flash fiction.
