A gift or a curse?A Poem by kurohanaWhat does it feels like to have a special gift, a gift of seeing a person’s life line? Would you consider it a gift or a curse?Millions and billions of people on Earth, But a selected few were given by birth. One special gift, That will make one’s life shift. Numbers floating on top of their heads Not knowing at first until one moment it ends. Body paralyzed as shocked registered. Once harmless digits now became a death sentence. My so called gift making its presence known Death lingers beside me as it chill me to the bone. Can I even call it a gift? Or was it a curse from the beginning? © 2017 kurohana |
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