By: Cam (Squid on Fire)
One Savage Burn,
Raging through the cosmos,
A constant progressing of helium and carbon.
Atop this giant rock.
So cold, so small, a shivering that never stops.
A spec of dust on Mont blanc’s top.
Insignificant, among the perceptions of life’s lock.
One might surround themselves with fear,
Creating a deception of life unclear.
Time is short for one who doesn’t care.
The end comes nigh, despite one’s consistent try.
Hope is everywhere,
So why not reach towards the sky?