Destiny stretches its twisted arms
patching together its wounded flesh
Mercy cries out with mere oblivion
Watching it dragging its impotent body
And slowly gasping for breath.
Stupefied souls hanging on to shades of doubts
Erupts with an anxious shout
ridiculing the contemptuous house.
It roars, it bellows and it clamors
clenching its punch-less fist and pacing towards
the hopeless ditch while muttering angry words
as it heads towards the agonizing cliff.
Destiny kept tussling them around
Soon none of them were to be found
Roll call once, roll call twice
they were out rolling dice
Stripped of their jackets and ties
bow legs looking like mice
pants and shirts wrapped up in arms
While the danging beast stared reprehensibly
They have played the game for so long
And couldn't find a place where they belong
Empty seats lingering all around
Too scared to leave the desolate house
Destiny has ransacked their providence.
Categories:
reprehensibly, community, metaphor, places, political,
Form: Prose Poetry