Poems ✍️
  22.07.2026
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Author: Frank James Ryan Jr.

We, The Poweless Be Till Souls We Become

Death and its particulars

be negotiation optionless

as this entity be puissant-

its arrangement, impermeable

to pause(...) or abrogation,

as its fiber bears no heart,

just sense of time n' place;

and, we'll know all of this

when souls we do become.

Until then Hope and Faith

be the footprints behind us

on our path to Forever -

yet still we stand powerless

until souls we do become.



________ ~F j R~ _______


  Death fate Inevitability Power

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