By: Justin Jones
Everything in this world makes its debut in darkness.
But with all life comes the dawning of light,
which provides us with the gift of knowledge.
On hands and knees we make this world our own;
our insight ever vigilant of what’s new to come.
Life brands in us the inescapable truth we must all face;
every second, our heart beats one step closer to death.
With age we become wiser, with age we become brittle.
Our organ’s heave, our soul becomes weary.
As the sands of time begin to run low, the light which brought us
into this world becomes our final fiery betrayer.
It sears the hairs from our skin,
It tears the flesh from our bones,
It rips the soul from our body; crying nevermore.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
May all return to their inhuman crust.
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Bio: I’m a junior English major at Coastal Carolina University. I’m 21 years old and I’ve always had a passion for writing(mainly fiction). I grew up in Aynor, SC and when I’m not writing you’ll usually catch me outside playing tennis. One thing I’ve always marveled at is the power of one’s imagination.
