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The dead understand
How vice and folly play out
They try to warn us
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.

The dead understand
How vice and folly play out
They try to warn us
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
Comments (6)
I agree. Well done.
Like a mournful guardian Angel. I like the concept
Sometimes I wish they would speak louder. Clever work, D.J.
They sure do. Loved your poem!
I don't think I've ever read a chilling Haiku. This was great! Well done, D.J.!
But we so rarely listen to the living, let alone the whispers of the dead. Well done!