All For Not

I cannot force the new to fall

It will be as it chooses to be

My choices made will reflect them all

But they will decide for me

The simplest things may be ruled out

And they will rule us in return

The diminishing side will sully forth

And carry out its means

But nothing will stop the end from befalling

No one will influence its handle

It will bend the way it was meant to bend

Without a hand to nudge it a certain way

We are all beyond ourselves

Consumed by consumption and resort

We are not the nothing here

But the decoration that it refers to

Those of us fueled by substance

We may return the toll

But as our ash becomes fodder for all

We'll have lost control

Some have said the closest things

Considered wisdom by those below

We see it as a genuine thing

That has genuinely fallen short

The disappoint rings

The reaction doesn't measure up

Those who claim and claim once more

Can probably agree,



That nothing means something to everyone.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Puke Poetry.

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