helpA Poem by Akinli Wilde
The question is
would you help a screaming person if you had to work. Most would say no, they aren't as important. But what if it was you? No one would help you. Screaming out all will to live gone. Being pushed, under the surface farther and farther. Until not even the rustle of a leaf settling, could penetrate your vacant state. Sad for your loss, people gather around. Not realizing they could have saved you. They chose ignorance over attentiveness. Let you slip like water through their fingers gone in the blink of an eye. ~Akinli Wilde
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Added on October 18, 2017 Last Updated on October 18, 2017 |