The chains of hollow
Imitation clasp their sterile links on
Minds so lost in routinized intentions even
Love can spawn but
Crimes; and,
Faithless certainties, like
Clockwork, build their
Superstitious blinds so even
Faith becomes the Devil trading hope for fruitless
Rinds.
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Written April 15th, 1997
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I also had to read this one a few times before I figured out the whole meaning of this poem
quite a unique and thought-provoking piece you have wielded here, very well done!
I've also noticed you are new on this site, so allow me to welcome you on Allpoetry with open arms
I have to say that I'm aware of the fact that this site is quite a big labyrinth, where you can get lost in easily, but I have no doubt you already found your way through the pages 
However, if you happen to have any question at all, or if you need help with something, then don't hesitate to contact one of the Greeters using the 'help' tab on top of the page and then 'ask a question'. we will help you or answer you with all of our pleasure as soon as possible
Glad you have found the road to this community site, so I hope you'll enjoy your stay on here
Leander -
ooh and i just realized the rhyming of Minds, crimes, blinds and rinds....wow....i will definitely be back to read some more of your work
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insightful!
Wow...i had to read this a couple times to get the entire meaning and i think still if i read it again more would jump out at me that i missed the first two times....this is a very insightful poem....absolutely great work and welcome to allpoetry!!! I hope you love it here as much as i do
~BlackFire
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