Sunday, June 4, 2017

Small Minds





















small minds look for weakness
wherever they can find it,
it makes them bigger
than they really are,
more than they will ever be,
as they search for a home
that never was,
wandering like roaming gypsies
across desert plains,
mindless,
aimless;
doomed;
time is not a friend,
it takes until there is nothing left,
leaving no trace,
destroying everything
in its path,
without witness,
without hope;
the enemy waits within,
silently ready,
alarmingly knowing,
gnawing away,
a growing whisper,
an unknown touch,
a dark, mindless shadow,
“just a little farther” it hisses,
just one more
momentary lapse longer,
just one small break in protocol,
better safe than sorry,
sooner or later
it comes to us all;
time is not a friend;
small minds never journey
past the mistakes,
trapped by the insecurity,
lost within the fear;
forever stuck in the glue,
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