Poem -

Just A Number

A number is just a number

Until the day it haunts you

A number so vital

It tends to run your life

What happened in the past

Doesn’t mean it will happen again

To fear what’s always seen as

A crazy forsaken number

You can only fear what will happen next

Are you a killer of killers?

Pulling this theory into your life

Wondering if this had something

Something to do with your life

To feel the Goosebumps

Crawling up your arms

May this number recall your name?

A name of one’s visual redemption

Feel the furry of my heart spilling

The blood of the one I loved

A name so vital that no one ever speaks of it

If you must call upon me

You can call me whatever you want

The name most called, “Nathan Bert”

When you go to sleep at night

You will see visualize this number

This number that will take over your life

And sacrifice the ones you love

Just because of my sequential theory

A theory that lead to the sinking of the Titanic

When Hitler was killed, and the numeric value

Of the Chinese rituals

You can think whatever you want to

In the end of your life time

You have one of two chooses

Live for the ones you love, and end this cursive number

OR

End your life and never let this number ruin the lives of others

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