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Near prodigy ...


Ecclesiastes 5:17 

17 Surely, he ate in darkness every day of his life,
and he suffered greatly with sickness and anger.

 

Near prodigy

 

I should have known the better ... building on the worst in me

Designed an intricate foundation ... with lots of emptiness

Not caring or wither this could be destroyed by me

as in blind imagination ... I was leaking with revenge

 

Angry with my failures ... frustrated by conditions

that I built carefully myself ... to invent my destiny

Filtering my own tenure ... engraved in habitations

and as far as I could tell ... I explored near prodigy

 

Seeking within ourselves we will not find the future

When we explore the deeper ... only darkness we’ll find

It is hidden very well ... as in artificial-life’s nurture

as it appears like a sleeper ... confusing our own mind

 

Jan Wienen

 

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