will i won't i can't i not

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i live a forcefully gracious life

under death's cold seductive glare

in thrall to oblivion

a king i never knew

once i denied death

and abandoned its fright inflicted upon millions

i laugh in the face of death

the chilling, dark, sorrowful idea

that once we are gone

we will never be again

because my place will be taken by a child of my own, one day

and i must make it my goal to teach this child

right from wrong

and so on

teach her enough for her to make her own decisions\

not just ones i'd have made

because this little person will be taught

to love instead of fight,

but to fight for love

because maybe she'll change the world one day

a world i was too busy loving

too busy living

to try and change

because who on earth tries to change

something they love?


not i

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