Attributed to Hieronymus Bosch

      Attributed to Hieronymus Bosch

When all there is
is gone
and all that ever was
is no more,
There will be only empty faces
weeping tears that flood
from lidless eyes
staring into a void
that was our tomorrow;
and tomorrow
whose hours will never strike
whose pain we will never feel
nor disappointments endure,
there will be only tongueless mouths
screaming a truth
that we can no longer hear
when all is gone.

3 thoughts on “Attributed to Hieronymus Bosch

  1. Amita Paul

    A poem marked by a deep sense of tragedy about a future that may well remain unborn as a direct consequence of our greed today.


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