Guilty Onlooker
One day i watched a housefly perish.
A memory i'd never hold or cherish.
A soul escaped his writhing mass
magnified by looking glass.
I swore i'd seen its final breath
and knew i'd been its cause of death.
Insignificant i know God slap my wrist!
Oh lord i wish the fly swat missed.
Copyright © Stephen Clarke | Year Posted 2010
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