An Invitation To See
These are words,
see them as pictures.
Hear that voice?
Ignore it,
the chatter of your mind.
Trust this poem please.
Picture this,
you, right now, yes you,
your eyes, hair,
turn your head,
inside your house, sitting now.
retain that image.
Still holding?
Look out the window,
what is it,
that you see?
mark it, the details of it.
Hold the feelings too.
Now do this,
in your mind s h a t t e r,
t h e w i n d o w,
hear the g l a s s,
as it EXPLODES to p i e c es,
feel it prick your eyes.
Feel the wet,
try to decipher ,
s cen e s blu rr ed by,
your own blood,
The world will turn to C H a O s,
when doves cry, hear it.
Hear the cry?
wrong background music,
while outside,
BOMBS e xpl od e
do you see yourself crawling now?
where are the others?
Do you think ,
the others saw this?
saw it like
you just did?
The ones who invented WAR,
gave each a number.
Knowing that it does not end in I or II
or III
By horvax
© 2010 horvax
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