From My Pen
The End of the World
Posted: 2005-01-14
still life
is my
every now and then
asking why
do things turn out the same
in the end i
just want to change
the outcome of
lifes little games
its not always fate
sometimes we make it
for ourselves
after all is done
and settled is the dust
left standing is the one
come to save us
sifting through debris
the lives of fellow man
reduced to ash
in the palm of your hand
bring an end to this
is just one wish
i’ve had today
as is every other day
wishes go unheard
you think i’d have learn’d
no one listens when
you kneel and clasp your hands
save it for a time
when the gun is turned
pointed back at you
getting what you earn’d
in the end...
© 2004-04-18 Mychal Cocolla
