Poem -
Mice’s March towards death
Will change make me bloom
Or bring me doom?
With a heart so full of room
It could only fill up, I’d assume
But humans are rarely ever right, are they?
Desperately breaking out of the womb
Only to be consumed
Oh, little unsuspecting mice
You’re in for a surprise!
Let me give you a piece of advice-
Aim for the skies!
That’s where you’ll end up anyway
Once you meet your demise
Don’t look so miserable, everyone eventually dies
There, there, dry your eyes
Showing weakness is unwise
Now- show me your best battle cries, little mice,
and march!
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Comments
we start dying the minute we're born, however there is a free gift of immortality after the temporal death and possible eternal life or" living in the presence of Heavenly Father!" to come. really cool write!......................Jim
Thank you!
Hey SAD GIRL!!.......You REALLY are sad aren't you...because this would scare the hell out any mouse who was able to read!! (smiles)....wow!......this is intensely honest and powerfully sad in its intent....and yes!! we all have to die....but I still bad for the little mouse? (just a thought).......regardless, this is a VERY well written/crafted piece of poetry.......ALL STARS!!....well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo : )
PS. I LOVE the picture you chose!!
Thank you! I’m happy you liked my sad poem :)
What an awesome poem SG, I enjoyed it a lot~
Thank you, I’m glad!