Dying!
Everything around me is dying!
Dying to be
and
Dying to not be
Half-empty
Half full
In existence, none-the-less
Carnivorous for life
yet,
Through with it all!
It's a daily decision.
A momentary decision
but,
Do we lack?
What does it take?
To make it
Hack it
Win it
or
Defend it
Submit to it
Commit to it
and still,
We are dying...
Dying to
Dying for
Dying from
Dying one by one
so we,
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Commiserate
Allow it... To wash over us
and
Become the thoughts
That plague the days.
We surrender to
The inevitability.
Watching it tick by
and Bye.
Cry
If you must.
Must you though?
cause...
We all know... Know it's coming
Right around the corner
Maybe today
Maybe on the morrow
Maybe yesterday
and
The bus got missed
Ghostly
Ghastly when that happens
if
You believe ... in all that
Don't focus on the end.
Live for the now!
Live for the season!
Live with reason!
but
Do we KNOW how?
Do we remember HOW?
Personally,
I just chose to
surrender NOW.
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Mia Lynn
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Author's Notes: I rediscovered my 1980's poetry magnets box and in it were two poems I find compelling. I recall having challenged myself to create two poems using the same set of words. These two poem are what spilled out. Which one resonates more with you, version A or B? Leave it in Comments. I'd love to know your thoughts!
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