Utopia

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    Utopia

    Bare-foot I traverse through the woods
    With breath, the air I breathe
    Flowers fragrant, I smell with blithe
    Suddenly, air vitiates, I gasp, I choke...

    Behold thy verdant pastures!
    Picture of solace and bliss
    Sans a twink, image contorts
    Transforms into chaos and tumult unbearable

    Bereft of light, ambiguous sight...
    Baffled and timorous, haphazardly I run
    Little do I know, I will get envenomed
    by twice a beast; I cry out for help

    In the middle of maze, who can give help?
    Gradually, I faint, become half conscious
    Then I see, I see haven -
    Green grass and crystal waters
    As I painfully crawl, I crawl towards it
    But it moves farther, elusive...hopeless...
    I lie facing the sky, gently I close,
    I close my eyes, I....

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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