Numbing

An echo of emptiness coming to tame
the lust and the loss of the gain.
Forever belief between needing and greed.
The rain brings the sprout from the seed.

Sealed in the air conditioned,
freezing cold of their depression.
Punishment become an apathy.
Severed from the sweet serenity.

Spring passing through without a notice.
Lost, the tender memories of bliss.
Yet a melody played in the breeze
dancing through the hush of bending trees.

While an echo of emptiness
brought in the rain
numbing all the pain
of life in time...

? Michaelette ?

5/7/2003
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