"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
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Nonetheless, forget that absolute accuracy is the evasive
Sounding over the eons, "Who did what to whom?" That
Is a question never weighed without prejudices.
Despite our effort to remain neutral we lack integrity, and
Even in our own thoughts lie the delusion of truth,
Reminding us we come close and yet miss wide, for
The aim of justice's arrow flies on unstable currents
Hindering the goal and never hitting the bulls eye,
Eventually, comes the winnowing of lies and what
Sounds true is false to reveal only glimmers
Of certainty, for the pearl sought is seldom found.
Under the heavens sources have immoral ideas in mind
Rescinding all hope, it seems wickedness does not care about
Certainty, its only concern is the rule of
Evil.
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