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 Apr 2020 piper m
The UnKnown
I sneeze when I get anxious,
Or stressed,
Or sad.

So if you see or hear me sneeze,
Do not say "God Bless You."

Because if God does truly exist,
Then at this point,
He does NOT care.

He will simply shrug a shoulder at you,
And turn his back.

Do not Bless me,
Because at this point,
I do not want your help.
 Apr 2020 piper m
Isabine
Triumph
 Apr 2020 piper m
Isabine
No more sorrow
No more holes
No more broken things—
like souls

No more chains
No more rust
No more death—
that turns to dust

No more pain
No more fear
No more shame—
with hidden tears

He came
He came
He came
It's not just one step
it's a flamin' big leap
but
if you manage to keep
your balance
you'll do fine.

Sunday
nine twenty-nine,
are you still doing fine,
has it got to you yet
are you feeling the heat?

after the kitchen
where do you go?
the bathroom
the lounge
the bedroom?
I know,
we're all tired
worn out and
where the comfort zone used to be
is now a war zone,
the family that rattles me
the dog hogging the armchair
where the hell am I?

or is this just me
feeling fed up.
 Apr 2020 piper m
Rohan
the apocalyptic genre has hit a bit too close to home.
eerily empty, unnaturally muted, annoyingly sunny
 Apr 2020 piper m
riot
And there lay his body,
Peaceful
sleeping
In a pristine coffin,
Ready for the funeral service
The room is full of loved ones,
The people who gave him life
They gather
waiting for any more guests,
Unaware that the most important one is already here

The grim reaper is here with his sythe
Ready to bring this man's soul
to the next life

But as he looks at the man
He weeps
He cries, for the reaper never wanted this job
He never wanted to be
In between life and death
He never wanted to be the one to guide tortured souls,
to see their pain
and then have to send them
to heaven or hell

The reaper cries too
He cries for the souls who never got to finish their life
He cries for the mothers, fathers, children, uncles, sisters
He cries for what they left behind

For fate is cruel
And no one decides
when their time stops
The reaper cries,
the rivers and rain fill with sorrow
The reaper cries
And the sea feels his pain

But when people think of him,
They blame him for taking their loved ones
They cry and mourn
Unaware that
The reaper cries too
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