To Be Alive

A Poem about us humans...enjoy!

 

-We are extinct

but we remain alive in the dust.

We are memories

but receed back in time

we have left giant

paw prints in wet sand

the erosion can no longer cover us

we are in the sound waves can't you

hear the olde song?

"Heaven is at our feet"

You let it in

Passing you by

graying your hair and

dulling your eyes.

Drinking from the earth, calling out to the shore.

We are not old and we

have not died young, but silently

Like the clapping thunder in the

evening sky's void.

We are the living-

through the clicking chime

of the grand father clock.

Bellowing, Bellowing, Bellowing

Until time is set in silence

an awful peace and calm

soft earth stirred

No voice.

After the storm we Quite.

no longer being heard by the

talking of the

Dead.

Author's Note

I just hope you like it.

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