Sunday, October 18, 2015

October 18, 2015 The Sunday Whirl/ The World Transformed

The World Transformed

the path ahead is unknown      the relationship transformed      when the weapons appeared

i try to examine what happened     in an instant                       all that was before is no more

like an explosion                     debris everywhere                        nothing recognizable

the meal complete                   the food consumed                       the conversation began

someone took offense             began spitting angry words              someone was rude

it is true                                   you have been rude before                  20 years before

do not disturb the dead            asked you to leave                         wished you the best

hard to breathe                        it is as if...                               your very life depended on it

know no boundaries                you are well practiced                         in the art of war

you cut off your nose              to spite your face                                    still a child

you try to run before you can walk      your energy scary               your view shallow

you are not the one                 will not be picked                                 we part ways

October 18, 2015





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