Midnight

The solitary of this
dark world cannot amend
the numbers of time.

It doesn’t take one
to mingle with another
and change immediately.

There is a process of
activities that man can
not fully comprehend.

What happens in our
midnight cannot bring all
the stars down from the sky.

We can only attain a
choice we deserve if we
thrive to succeed.

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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2 Responses to Midnight

  1. welx says:

    Thanks for posting this. Lovely.

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