Tuesday, August 13, 2013

'292' by Ravyn LaRue


I had a dream wherein you died.
And all your so-called subjects lashed out.
Suddenly proclaiming how awful you were.
When you were probably the least harmful of all of them.
I know it’s not right to defend strangers, but I did.
I yelled out at them-
“Hey, that isn’t right, you shouldn’t cheer someone’s death no matter who they are! And he was harmless, really!”
But those who tried to stop their gnawing, were thrust out.
I was a social pariah.
The entire system of things collapsed.
I guess what I’m saying is-
Please don’t die.

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