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Joshua James Unthank
Poems
Aug 2016
Miasma Gone
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
Written by
Joshua James Unthank
UK
(UK)
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