Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
He had already locked the front door so she couldn’t escape, couldn’t open her cage.
Perhaps he uttered a prayer to whomever murderers utter prayers too. Perhaps he gave last rights to himself, took communion, had a last meal, said goodbye to his mother, brother, sister, children, the cats.
Once he was gone…
once my world came to a screeching HALT…
you were gone with everyone else –
and it was silent.
i know, at least, that she was ripe
full of not a hardened pit like me
for so long
but hopes that began and ended
seven times over
By the way, in case you didn’t know, one can live with half a heart, half a soul. Yes, the blood still flows thru veins, the legs still move, the pulse still pulses.
Isn’t that simply astounding?
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