Life is like a sheet of metal
That weaves it's way, like folds of skin
Accordian like, around and through a cube
Like a structure that houses souls
And the souls appear as megalithic Lanterns
They give off a theatrical sense of the absurd
The end of life is a dimly lit setting
The human being stares down a tunnel
In search of a new beginning
'So the world may continue'
Written Wednesday December 2005
allan james saywell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/end-of-the-new-beginning/
