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Apr 2018
Most people are blissfully unaware
of just how much we are all alone
one by one by ourself
drifting though the day to day
   just another night

            life

letting the world turn
into something disturbingly ******
as everything spins out of control
bullets fall from the sky
and we brush off the deaths they cause
as if it is just a light drizzle
no need for an umbrella or panic or change
everyone is breathing in and out

   in and out

      in and out

         in and out

******* without rhythm or reason
other than to pass the time
and pretend that we’re still human on some level
but no one stops to notice if there alive
or if their heart is still beating

as long as we make the right noises
it’s close enough to love
the abuse that is
anything to keep ourselves
from the appearance of being lonely

     life

our numbers keep growing
as the population only knows how to expand
death cannot keep pace
with the rate we procreate
and we will devour this earth
down to its core with our ignorance and greed
and then where will
  
        life

go without us....


                           it will go on and on and on

and it is hard to argue against
that it will most likely be better off without us
Akira Chinen
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Akira Chinen  122/M/texas
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