Why We Believe II
By dwells
Why We Believe II
I see it in the eyes of the elderly,
taking baby steps until wheelchair bound.
I hear it in the timbre of phlegmy voices
coming from December’s darkness.
The faithless: impatient with any inconvenience
interrupting their idea of immortality.
Their independence abandoning them to a frailty.
Bodies dying as they cling to a dire tomorrow
that won’t be including them.
Morose and complaining in their unique pain,
with a voice betraying a gnawing fear inside.
Eyes wide with a terror denied.
The blessed: those who still believe in something.
Nodding-off in a serenity some see as senility,
while preparing for another adventure.
Alone but accepting and expectant,
as they pack a bag of memories.
Fearless eyes, tear-washed and still twinkling,
stoic and smiling.
I know their secret;
It was always ours to share.
We will believe again.
Author's Note:
see you there someday...Comments on "Why We Believe II"
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On Friday, November 8, 2019, Divine hell
(249) wrote:
I applaud to you sir for writing something so special. 10
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On Monday, October 21, 2019, Lil Rorschach
(183) wrote:
Great fucking job, this is a banger. I really like the emotion behind the piece your truth is our truth and just like, damn. great job.
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On Sunday, October 20, 2019, Commander_Cadaver
(245) wrote:
Well, I wasn't expecting the emotional cords to be struck so early today but here we are. Amazing write in its sad way.