Of a simple five-letter
word
Which no one
can defy
Or confront
or disregard
Or defeat or
overpower
Or challenge
or dispute
Even the
latest gadgets and gizmos
Cannot
breathe life into
Or revert or
rewind
Or delay or defer
Or simply take it for granted
I'm
petrified...
No, I'm not
afraid
Of the death
of a dear one
Or the loss
of a beloved
Or the demise
of a soul
Or the
passing away of someone special
It is
inevitable...
But doom is certain
When an
abstract most valued
Just slips
away from our hands
At a place the
scariest
At an hour
the darkest
With an
outcome the deadliest
I'm petrified...
Everyone is
born with it
But no one
nurtures it
Or cultivates
it
Or
perpetuates it
And it dies
an immature death
I'm
petrified...
Of the
untimely death
Of truth and honesty.
So true! The first lessons we learn in life even as children are lying and cheating..
ReplyDelete"petrify"- is so apt a word to describe when that happens to you, the strange uneasiness and weight and what not in the heart that cries helplessness.
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