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Mt. Vesuvius

The anger of the Gods becomes omnipotent,
Ready to kill.
Toxins that have been hidden for so long finally show themselves,
Like a snake emerging from the brush after a harsh winter.
Here i lie,
Eyes squeezed shut,
Fists clenched,
Dying.
Ash flies in my hair,
I see the twinkle of ember.
I take my final breath and say goodbye.

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  • queen Greeters member
    May 24

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    Welcome to All Poetry

    This reminds me of a forest fire, anyway excellent poem

    Please keep writing, reading and commenting

    Barbara
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