The Crawler

Leave me colorless Fill me with an oversized anecdote besmeared on my thoughtlessness I have no stories for you my second No war crimes for you my first No love for you my third For after all I am colorless I am your minds inversion of self-reflection A backwards mirror I am no deity I have no explanation I am what I am The silent children moan as I look past their fathers lands Their cattle cry for their calf as I raise my elusive hands Timid Timid - no more Timid Timid - no more Lovely grim penance The stars look in disgust as we ravage each other I bury one hundred generations of 100 children and one hundred of their children Timid Timid - no war Timid Timid - no war For you are the crawler Yes you are the crawler

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Beata Agustin

Date: 11/4/2023 7:46:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Karen Croft

Date: 11/2/2023 11:01:00 AM

Enjoyed reading your work

Marc Web
Date: 11/2/2023 3:13:00 PM

Thank you karen

Mat Ignacio

Date: 11/2/2023 8:44:00 AM

glad i read this - subtle, unexpected, bold

Marc Web
Date: 11/2/2023 3:13:00 PM

thank you for the kind words - I enjoy your work as well, I feel that we have very similar writing styles.