Existentialism

1. EXISTENTIALISM And there pigeon lay blood dripping off tips of feathers glazed eyes wounded A passerby filed pass an angry little boy kicked venting rage of a lifetime stuck in a tawny township flat The bird rolled forward onto the railway line its will to live extinguished on its tiny heart beat Pumping, pumping lukewarm blood It still breathed ! eyelids opened in Blazing Sun Babies long past gone seeking their own worms in more fertile soil Boy mocked with bright Conquering eyes brown eyes in wonder at dull dying will Threw a stone, missed Tried to reach shimmering feathers, throbbing body with long conquering fingers Then ran off A woman died with moist eyes Dripping blood An unnecessary death She walked home LISTEN TO POEM READ BY POET ON YOUTUBE @ghairodanielspresence