Saturday, March 31, 2007

Nucleus

I heard the sound before
They fell to the floor and broke.
The shattered pieces that were me,
Crumbled to smithereens.
A hundred million pieces Of me
Look up at the world-The deciet, the betrayal, the untruths,
Mirror the darkness,The people, that once I loved.

The pain has broken me
And pains the broken shards.
The pain that comes out of belief
Which is at the nucleus of the many particles
Still holding them closeAnd accepting not defeat.

I close my eyes and look within, the belief strengthens
And I gather myself-
The suffering mortal,Immortal to the world.
Yet.

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