~~~~There is turmoil in the turning,
Breakage in the bend,
Talks of new beginnings,
Whispers of the end.
Screams of silence so deafening,
Lips that move without a sound.
Never knowing what's happening,
Feeling lost, fighting to be found.
Something on the surface,
That begs for something more.
The meaning in the purpose,
The dangle of the lure.
The escaping thoughts of mind,
Lost to the strong willed
Caught up in the social grind,
The way of life was once killed.
Oh!, and ain't it a shame?
Staying still, while life races by
Losing this grandest of games
Barely floating, while everyone else can fly...
That's where some will find themselves,
Arms down by their side.
Standing here if nowhere else,
This, their lot in life.
My first collaboration on Hello Poetry and I am honored for it to be with Mike Hauser!
Hope you enjoy it!
