Philosophy
No longer will the mind be in perfect order
It will seep and creep from every corner,
Taking by surprise,
Becoming a new beacon of hope, but in a disguise.
The death of God has left everyone astray,
Letting humanity be easy prey
To the storms and tornadoes of the world.
Humanity is indeed disturbed
That everything is not as it seems.
Science and rational thinking is no longer deemed
The accurate way to consider.
Instead, mysticism and experience is the way to differ.
Marxian Socialism is but an an anomaly,
Controlled by what seems to be the aristocracy.
What seems to be nonsense will not be allowed,
Forming no hope, no speck of light, but a dark cloud.
People wonder, " Even the great and might God?"
"Then, this means that we may no longer bring him laud."
Yes, God, even freedom and mortality are a waste of your time.
It's time to respond to the new chime.
Not even we matter;
All our hopes and desires are shattered
But, still, a dapple of light is visible,
Although it may be minimal.
We can discover who we are,
Finding within us our star.
We can be free
To see
That we can overcome life
And any of its strife.
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