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Saturday, October 31, 2009

Chapter Seventeen: From Hence and Before

A thousand years ago
I believed in forevermore
Where one thought not of endings
Or aught farewells ever before

A hundred years ago
Still the world was sweet
Vast, wide, a playground
Never did bleakness meet

A century ago
A child no longer small
Whence came the crippling things
That force me still to crawl?

A century from now
Will I yet be crawling
Tied together, my steps
Will shields withstand mauling

A hundred years later
If rosy it no longer be
Whence has it changed
What doth yon innocent see?

A thousand years hence
Will I be yet alive
Gone, or living
In spirit or in life?