All But One

It’s funny that things are

Actually

Shifting. They’re becoming

Disturbingly similar to that

Unfamiliar

World which surrounds me.

 

I stand chained at the eye of a

Fast-moving

Hurricane. And my one shelter, my

thin covers of plank and straw has

blown away

And joined the twirl.

 

They will fly;

I will die.

They will soar; and I

No more.

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[DamienHino]

"I stand chained at the eye of a
Fast-moving
Hurricane."
"They will fly;
I will die.
They will soar; and I
No more."
Beautiful!!!!!! my favorite two lines even though I enjoyed the entire poem amazing great work