Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aparna K Sep 2013
Surely you can see
we will just pretend death;
chests caved, lungs buried
minds freed, dead as can be.

That is certain to leave them dumb
when we fall with a spell
with white faces no place for dark.
It would be hard to sell
when the business's with the dead.

Fights fought over ages -
Oh, here comes the next one.
Take a second, ponder this pool
mute a generation or two
with rest well-earned
for points, twirls and resolve
leaves what an wonderful peace,
we just need to pretend death.

— The End —