As the monarch advanced
And drifted toward the sea
I sat on the dune observing
And selfishly thought---
"What about me?"
With wings that rode the wind
This creature who ignored
All warning
And needful sign
Weathered blast of ocean's spray
All witnesses deaf as I implored
Born of a trusting nature
Which pained me entirely
To the silent masses I say
As a person, as an organism---
To finally admit aloud
That I am not okay.
Oct 6, 2024
Oct 6, 2024 at 1:47 PM UTC
As the monarch advanced
And drifted toward the sea
I sat on the dune observing
And selfishly thought---
"What about me?"
With wings that rode the wind
This creature who ignored
All warning
And needful sign
Weathered blast of ocean's spray
All witnesses deaf as I implored
Born of a trusting nature
Which pained me entirely
To the silent masses I say
As a person, as an organism---
To finally admit aloud
That I am not okay.
Life curse sadness
