Sometimes I can only wonder
is it adversity that kills us
or this mindless, soul-numbing apathy?
Not the rushing tidal wave
that overwhelms
but the cold incessant dripping
of water on stone
flowing to
that noxious, mud -corrupted
stagnant pool
That drowns us
is it adversity that kills us
or this mindless, soul-numbing apathy?
Not the rushing tidal wave
that overwhelms
but the cold incessant dripping
of water on stone
flowing to
that noxious, mud -corrupted
stagnant pool
That drowns us
I loved the poem!!
ReplyDeleteWow, thank you!
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