BOUND FOR NOTHINGNESS
On a treacherous curve,
Around a steep mountainside,
In a floundering ship,
Sinking into the oncoming tide,
On a spaceship bound for nowhere,
A fetus awaiting the abortionists blade,
Shifting through shadows of endless nights,
In solitary confinement counting the days,
Wandering a desert finding no oasis,
In a liferaft lost on stormy seas,
In a flaming jet tumbling from the night sky,
Step on a landmine, eyes closed, I freeze,
Are the walls closing in,
Or am I fading out?,
Can I still cry out to God,
From the deepest depths of doubt?
Is there a mountain too high to climb?
A river too wide to cross? Has all love left the hearts of
men?
In all eternity, are we forever lost?
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
in memorium to the families of victims of violence everywhere. are we bound for nothingness?