Aspiration

this poem could be something,
a euphemism for peace,
the last wail of a drone slain child,
the defiance of surveilled keystrokes,
the shiver of the winter homeless,
or the angst of the warming sea,
instead it aspires
to be the indifferent begging bowl
of a nameless monk,
as if nothing is something…
is it?

55 word poem challenge at Real Toads.
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19 thoughts on “Aspiration

  1. this poem could be something,
    a euphemism for peace,

    You’ve listed all of the frightful episodes that one just can’t help but to crave for peace. A peace that is embarrassingly elusive! Incisively well taken Thot!

    Hank

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