Not all of us will or can escape
Tragedies stalking us as prey
Most use a vociferous fashion
Psychological tactic for pleasure
Some simply mimic a mere whisper
Formless to our blind forefront
Calamities birth collateral damage
Survivors will be truly scarred
Too often in more ways than one
But none as badly as our hearts
Adolescent love rarely survives
Unleashed everchanging hormones
That run ruck shot over any logic
Seeking to temper their… force of nature

Poet of the Light © 2021

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