As gawkers we stand
open mouthed, flushed in the face
Awed by the presence of so much death
It rains now,
a cold shower of cascading, frothy white
Smothering the destruction in a wash of cold
The men scurry,
like ants before a storm
Scattering ashes to the wind and the rats
We shiver,
shaking in our shorts and sandals
Awed once again by the powerful rage of the spited
We turn away,
laughing openly in the face of destruction
Unaware that death bides its time, waiting
As gawkers we stand,
clogging the city streets like the Red Sox just won the World Series
Cheering for the men who bravely get paid to do what we cannot
Open mouthed stares,
pepper the faces of the crowds
And we just drive by as if nothing in this world can hurt us
We are gods,
unscathed by flames
Patiently waiting for the next triumph of man
Author notes
My mom and I were driving home this afternoon, after enjoying a big lunch at Ihop. The Green Burrito next to the local Costco had burned down. There was nothing left except an empty, charred shell and firemen hosing it down. ^^ That was the result.
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Comments
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This reminded me of 300... *ah-ooh! ah-ooh! ah-ooh!* [excuse me...]
Kickass poem you got here...again...I never would've guessed the inspiration if not for your author notes. Amazing what can inspire us to write...
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damn. this was amazing. this is like top 3 amazing, and thats really saying something. ive had at least a hundred entries in here and maybe one floored me this much on the first reading. wow.
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well thank you! I didn't expect such a good reaction to this poem... It was just kind of random words that somehow came together to make something that sounded good. But, hey, isn't that what creativity is all about?
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