INCIDENCE
A Warning left unheeded
Circled back to extract a toll When and where nonchalance staked it’s imbedded presence is difficult to know
Worse yet was WHY
Fastened to Duality Gripping desperate each extreme
A manufactured reality
A one lane scene of encroaching beams
It’s hubris and its ego it’s mistakes that feed a stubborn ugly thing it’s a tornado we saw coming Strangers stare , aware of destruction that it brings
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Author:
Bobby O (
Offline) - Published: July 26th, 2024 22:14
- Comment from author about the poem: We could stop but we JUST don’t
- Category: Sad
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Comments3
Bobby this weaving of concepts with consequences makes a tapestry of word play smoothed in rhyme. Nicely done.
That’s a real nice top notch view of the piece . Many thanks, that means a lot
Leaning into “nonchalance” is a “manufactured reality”-thought provoking with your unique flow-👏
Thank you for the humanity that you share
I think under the circumstances these words could not possibly have been arranged better than they are laid here ..
Many and much thanks
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