Under Cover Of NightA Poem by Earl SchumackerThe great mystery continues.Under Cover Of NightHow many days above ground Numbered as they might be With clocks ticking out hours Like living machinery things Will there be this time around Nothing last forever when time gives out Scattered ashes over oceans on lifted winds Will find their way to heaven if we breath As the sun burns out when we leave Buried in youth too young to die The mind will never succumb to that We are wired to survive catastrophe Hide the dirt under the rug one last time Buried in youth too young to die Sad thoughts can never separate us From ourselves when we are happy Together we can master the Earth Hide under the covers till it passes
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1 Review Added on November 21, 2019 Last Updated on November 21, 2019 AuthorEarl SchumackerAtlantic City, NJAboutB.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more.. |

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