07-01-2006, 01:24 AM
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Location: Between here and there...
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Re: Broken Tree-The Poetry of NC
I know I'm triple posting, but I'm trying to keep my Thread near the Top so people might actually comment for a change...
Anyway, I have a new one, sort of like a riddle...
Chaos
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Uniformed Chaos...
beckoning the shadow.
Lures it in with silent stills,
ones of supreme and infant deals.
The Chaos knows no bounds,
it runs wild, thoughtout.
It's only limitation,
is i't on confrontation.
Chaos against Uniformed Chaos,
One of bitter, the other sweet.
Attack apon the rampart's high,
Chaos, continues on,
no boundries in sight.
The protector has no secrets,
the Chaos knows all.
The Protector fights for it's thoughts,
but looses a battle, never fought.
The Chaos comes to everything's end,
the unknown, known, and unimaginable.
One can say, the Uniformed and non,
are both interchangable,
consisting of good and bad.
Chaos, Uniformed Chaos.
You cannot have one,
unless the other is done.
What is the Chaos?
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