Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Power

Who controls
The Sun
In the Sky?

Who controls
The Moon,
The Stars,
The Sea?
Is it You?
Me?
We?
Us?

No,
It's no one.
You see,
The waves,
Clash onto the shore,
Like nobody's business.
It doesn't apologize
If someone's feet
Gets wet.
It carries on,
Without a care in the world.

The sun,
It shines, rises and sets,
On its own time.
The sun waits
For no one.

The stars,
They do as they please,
Sometimes dancing across
The night sky.
Other times, simply not appearing
With the sky left
As a pitiful abyss.
No matter how hard one wishes or prays,
I simply do not have the power
To make this stubborn world
Go round.

You were supposed to improve
My sick view of the
world, but you failed me.
You failed to be
The light at the end of my tunnel.
So now I've crashed
Into something in this darkness.
Without any light to see,
I can't address my injuries.
I can't call for help,
For help is nowhere to be seen.
I guess I'll just lie here and bleed.
Bleed and bleed until I can't feel anymore.
Only then, you'll wish you had the power.

Millie J. Skosher

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