Life BorrowedA Poem by Pule LeeuwMy truth, my fears, my life on Saturday (04-04-2015)All I heard is 2 shorts, weather was said or heard I know it was 2 shots. Did he yell “Stop " Freeze " Don’t Move”?; Still remained 2 shots. Ordered singles or doubles, still recalled as 2 shots. My breath shorter and shorter, my mind suggests its 2 shots. Distance gained Further was Farther, Brain yelling 2 shots. Body consumed by shivers, thoughts proposes its 2 shots. Ideas weakened by whimpers, heart beat hastened by 2 shots. Adrenaline spawn by his child’s birth, Emotions communicates 2 shots. Knowledge is meant to be power “what have I learned?”, Education taught 2 shots. Cling to Life or surrender to death, heaven or earth gift defines 2 shots. When you finally fall into that soft light, it doesn’t matter if bright or dull; light is and always will be life. © 2015 Pule Leeuw |
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