Journey Through Coma
Life and death on a video game
their punching buttons not responsive
to hospital gadgets and electromagnetic technologies.
Consciousness is pinned to extinctions wall
and disappearance in court
advocating for a permanent roommate.
Every stepping win shows the direction
to which this soul is destined.
Existence is in a pitiful mood
with just its left hand held.
The firmness of such hold, serving as a marker
to its needed victory or unfortunate loss.
One move and another, death leads
but the big win finally comes
and the abstract world of the spirits
hit itself and weep in anguish
as the soul marries the body
to activate a living being once again.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2015
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