Perhaps a Prayer Would Have Saved You

It's almost like alchemy, isn't it, fly? You rose and you flew,
An animate thing, but one wave of my hand made you motionless,
Nothing, an object to pick up and put in the trash. Whatever life
Was, I took it from you. Does that make me some sort of god?





Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-08-14 at 23:02

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alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
being a god is overrated I think, they didn't survive monotheism
2024-08-15


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Wow! Precisely. A thought provoking piece of penmanship. That is something that has gone through my mind too. Buddhists of course believe otherwise, but I just wonder if we are, in those moments, the tool of the prime creator in bringing such a life to an end. Though I concede it is a dangerous road to go down for obvious reasons.
Blessings, Allen
2024-08-14