Mind and Body Expunged
A strange phenomenon washed over me
and drained my mind and body,
suctioned out the breath of my life.
I equate to nothing, nor shall I ever be
an entity that anyone can see.
Not physically or mentally, do I exist,
cruelly erased on the whim of a fantasist.
Of less importance am I than a grain of sand.
Without a mind I'll never understand
what's happened to me, It's a tragedy!
There's nothing left of me to sculpt in effigy.
Who has the power to rescind my energy,
or does it blow upon the wind?
Have others been expunged like me?
Carl Sagan said, "We are but a mote of dust,
suspended in a sunbeam."
Can this be a nightmare within a dream?
Am I a fleck of dust floating in space?
Have I been deleted from the human race?
What I once was, I am no more.
My grieving thoughts echo with wailing ring.
Without a soul my self-control does not exist.
Does that make me a puppet on a cosmic string?
A scheme that's left me in the dark!
Give me light, give me light!
Ignite just one minuscule spark.
September 6, 2022
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Copyright © Jenna Logan | Year Posted 2022
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