Monday, January 3, 2011

this dark ceiling without a star.

dying is to live.
living is to die.
living, not living - it
is insignificant;
as i am insignificant.

the weight of the world -
this is significant.
the greatness of God - or
not knowing if he is great
- this is significant.

the expectations of
a father, a mother,
a husband, a society, a time,
a lifetime -
this is all too
significant.
oppression overwhelms me
further proving my insignificance.

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