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Aug 2016
It is the shifting miasma of human existence

Against the billions stands a breaking resistance

Surrounded by you all but isolated

I reach out tendrils to be devastated

With every breath of trying hard

My efforts return tattered, marred

So stand alone and watch sun set

Its rays touch all without regret

But mine are dark and drawing back

I’ve looked I’ve seen and now retract

All I’ve given and given up

All I’ve seen but couldn’t touch

All I’ve known makes me confused

All I’ve built remains unused

All I could offer gathers dust

While my hearts armour turns to rust

I close like clams to keep my pearls

I’ll give them not to any girls

I’ll know no faces that could adore

I’ll seek no love, romance, amour

I’ll keep no friends within arms reach

I’ll invest no stock in human speech

No way to exchange, to understand

No way to complete this fractured land


I see you and you’ll see me

We’ll pass each other, think “Who could he be?”

But never stop to ask or know

Never hope to learn or grow

From one another we hear conflict

And back and forth we repulse and lift

That he is wrong and I am right

Only worsens the depth of human plight

I cannot teach

I cannot share

I’ve lost my desire to even care

I’ll leave you all

And let you to it

I’ll hideaway and watch forlorn

And when we’re gone no one to mourn

Not my petty private unknown pain

Nor the pain of all the world that falls like rain

It will all be over thrown and gone

Down the grave or into ash

What could be beautiful will come to pass
Joshua James Unthank
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Joshua James Unthank  UK
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