Monday, June 19, 2017

Vapor

Vapor
I reach through the air:
No gentle hand grasps.
I fade away.
I shout for a friend:
Livid snipes tease back.
I hide away.
I write to make change:
My words are ignored.
My words erased.
I appeal the harsh sentence:
The execution has begun.
My friend erased.
I try to become better:
Over bridges I walk.
Several have collapsed.
I try to rebuild wreckage:
People are behind me.
Several have collapsed.
I try to be a leader:
I lead to progress.
Progress is poison.
I try to be a medic:
I give out antibiotics.
Progress still poison.
I look at what’s behind:
Death, Wreckage, and mistakes.
The world vapor.
I seize a few gasps:
Toxic air, no animals
The life vapor.
I reach through the air:
No gentle hand grasps.
I fade away.

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