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Rated: E · Poetry · Cultural · #1947825
A short, yet beautiful poem about the progression of civilization, as well as man himself.
The Season of Man

Winter
A time of plotting
shake off the old and rotting
Open the mind
to ideas of any kind

Spring
The land is ours
A kingdom like a field of flowers
Fresh and new
To be shaped by me and you

Summer
A time of great prosperity
To be led with much sincerity
The people are aglow
'Tis fear they've yet to know

Fall
The final season
Named so for a reason
To mark the end
And leave us to begin again.
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