If Death Were An Object
If death were an object like a ball would it roll to the highest point and create
evil destruction. Or if it were a metal disk that could raise itself to the bitter ends
of it's final destination. Death can appear in many different forms. Death could be
like a song that lingers with beautiful melodies. Death could be a portrait with many
faces and poses. Death can wait or death can watch. It might squeeze the life out
of every precious opening until there is nothing but a hint of despair.
But a sweet song of death can only wait and be subtle
and ease into your surrounding and gently choose you
to become the object in which it must collect.
Copyright © Tina Lowery | Year Posted 2011
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