Without Us

You don’t understand me, perhaps …

But you certainly don’t like me;

Because I’m mine and

Comfortable with the fact.

I recognise your token sympathy

For the false pity that it is.

But hold: there’s something

Far bigger happening.

We should spit on our palms,

Make some kind of a deal,

So step aside, hold out your hand

Or go for cover, because it

Can happen without us.

2 thoughts on “Without Us

  1. Anna Mark says:

    I like this idea of something bigger happening, something larger than us.

  2. beeseeker says:

    Thanks Anna, appreciate the feedback – as always.

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