When Enough Is All There Is – A New Poem

Peering through the warped lens of water

Is it the rain?

Or am I just sad?

Clarity is all but lost

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If the sun were to black out

Who would resuscitate life?

And what would become of those left behind?

There is a pain in my eye

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An explosion of color too intense for words

But why do I fight this?

Why does it all feel so wrong?

Death is inevitable but needs not be imminent

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The future is there for us in the present

Why do we yearn for the past?

And why do we act surprised?

The end of the rope is fraying

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