I’m running
I’m running as fast as I can
Sprinting away from a storm of inevitable ready to gobble me up
I’m tired
My legs are burning but I must keep running
I think about my family
my friends
what people would say If I just stopped running
would they be sad?
Would they cry and weep for days?
Would they just forget about me?
If I just took a breath, let my legs rest and the storm consume me
Would it make any difference?
Would it just be a drop in the ocean?
Would anyone care.
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Author:
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Offline) - Published: June 8th, 2022 05:06
- Comment from author about the poem: this is the third poem in the numbers project and was written in a costa
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
It's a constant nagging question. With 7B people on the planet at any given time, someone should care. And when we care, others become brave enough to show that they care. It can really be catching. Thanks for sharing.
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