The Second Greatest Ridicule -- The Cynical Nature of Deathly FearA Poem by Stu. T.H.Intrusive thoughts won again ~ Ah... I'm hungry.
I once was filled with fear of having no tomorrow,
In the sense that I might cease to exist, and my life would be hollow, But then, I grew hungry, and had to go out for lunch so sloppily, Yet dining on my food, and over time, slowly, I forgot about my previous worries, And forgot to pray and say I was sorry; For anything, and everything I've done, Funny, isn't it? - Stu. T.H. (December 4, 2023)
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