Is it the most---
Human?
Why do we burst,
Moving?
Very defined,
Solid.
Bury the pride.
Call it
Sign of the time:
Virus.
Keep up the rhyme-
Minus.
Windy and cold-
Fin'ly.
Eyes on the road:
Are we
Doing it right?
Drop it.
You know what might
Stop it...?
Running too fast---
Crawling.
This is the last
Warning.
Don't close your eyes:
Danger!
You'll never rise:
Strangers
Always around,
Shouting.
Eyes on the ground-
Mountains
Are way too far...
Snowing?
Truly apart,
Knowing:
This is the end...
Scary.
Nowhere to land.
Very
Pleasant and bright...
Touch it?
It's not your right.
Scratches
Covered your back...
Leave it.
New kinds of black-
Vivid.
All kinds of pain
Mixing...
Shut down your brain:
---L-I-S-T-E-N.
#poetry #poem #new #serafi #theater
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