when some end
is very near
not some game
black and white
or topical riddle
cut and dried
what can we feel
when uncertain fear
never let's us
change or mend
as catastrophic storms
bend everything
to tropism hell
not back again
yet truly done
some dark place
where blessed light
is restlessly cogent
some stark foreign space
where truth and right
forever absent
seems for ever distant
what if we had
just turned left
instead of traveling
blind unto deaf
what ever
into dumb
thus unforgiving
dream treachery
with that
perilous night
every thing
unkindly unraveling
thoughtless mind
utter stealth
stutter stunned
what heartfelt memories
will haunt our kind
those answers
we all seek
those groans
those grunts
we all speak
in this emergency
be it politico insurgency
or dental trauma
this is it
this mental human
resurgent drama
I felt hope
caress me
just a wretched touch
not a blessed kiss
I watched hope
effortlessly crawl away
some end as such
reminding us
we just can't stay
I don't know
why heartache
has to drag us
all the way 
eternally down 
why every tragic end
sees us cry
then coldly watches
as we drown

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