Vapor

Location

03104
United States
43° 0' 31.8816" N, 71° 26' 51.8892" W
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Six feet under,
Such a small number to be down,
where the sins of the world are kept,
in the graves of the dead that were condemned.
I cry out "why!" and then realize,
Life is but a mere Vapor,
in the eyes of Eternity.

Comments

Kendall Hunt

11 years ago

My father was diagnosed with Prostate cancer, I created this poem, unknowingly, as a coping mechanism during his treatment "Low." Through writing this poem, I came to terms that everything happens for a reason and what will be will be; Que Sera, Sera.

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