Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2017
the day you appeared
was like nothing else
i mean you’d been there before
we just couldn’t see you.

we called you v161 mon.
for that, i apologize
it wasn’t my choice.

we raised you
the best we knew how,
but you still swallowed
anything that got close

now i’m old
and dying
and you’ll live on
for years.

hundreds,
thousands,
millions,
billions of years

and eventually fade
but even your
death will
take centuries.
Alexis Hart
Written by
Alexis Hart  14/F/WA
(14/F/WA)   
  565
     Sierra Blasko and Carina
Please log in to view and add comments on poems