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Who can blame us?

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by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

When the Earth horizon relents
and the stars flock the heavens
against the expansion void,

as the colours run together
and no living thing can determine
if it is the right time to eat or sleep,

while the movement of Luna
shimmers in her path
beyond the midnight,

the shadows are cast,
the darkness swells this sight unseen.

Do we feel our way with fingers
as the familiar bludgeons the shin
and the toe reacts in pain from tripping?

Can we use our sense of smell to denote
that a fire is burning there,
but is it the stove or the whole house?

Will the adrenaline rush excite the sounds
we perceive to be assistance
but are sinister lures to snatch us from safety?

Into the arms of desolation
by the shores of the ebb tide sea
the pilot sighs, then directs the boarding of the ship
for the lost toward obscurity.

We cry because of regrets.
We wail because of fear.
We roar in despair.

And who can blame us?
If we have lived a life of selfish servitude
there will be no one to hear this din of surrender.

Free the pain from the chains of the soul
and only the pain will remain for some.
This is tomorrow.

Some of us will welcome this separation.
So, let the lessons of the damned be remembered!

There is no way out.
For there is no tomorrow?

Oh, yes.
Oh, yes there is.

Copyright © 1960-2016 Lawrence J. J. Leonard All rights reserved

Author: SpindoctorUSA

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