Dillon Johnson Poet Free verse

Time

The painful breath of life 
Seems all have gone insane 
Scurrying parasitic bodies, fighting our constructs 
Wisdom make way, indescribable loss of faith 
 loss of innocence 
 loss of wonder 
 loss of willingness 
 loss of delusions of hope 
Embraced the fallacy of man, we have 
Have we an hour, a day, a week, a month
Years gone in chemical haze, more, more numb the brain  
Those who sow in flames, in ashes shall they reap 1….2…..3…….. exhale the toxicity of life 
Tic toc, tic toc, metronome in place of the clock
Keep the tempo unto deaths final embrace.

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Brandy Nicole April 2, 2023 at 1:19 PM "Seems all have gone insane." This thought holds so much truth. You have those trying to live and survive, while others are out there creating havoc. The struggle is very real. This is so beautifully written and presented. ~ Brandy Dillon Johnson April 7, 2023 at 12:25 AM Thank you so much brandy, I’m glad you enjoy it. We certainly do have those whom ride the ebb and flow of life while others make up the surf tormented shorelines ready to break wave after wave.