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by Melvin LeVeque   Jan 25, 2016


I am at peace, I regret nothing
This is my decision
Everyone knows, yet
Nobody knows, yet.
All it takes is a leap,
Of faith.
Faith that the pain will leave.
I cannot focus on anything else
A disease with only one cure,
A leap of faith.
You are all ants,
Yet in my head you are all elephants.
It is too late for questions.
It is too late for answers.
The ground eagerly awaits
To absorb my problems and my body.
All it takes is a leap of faith.
I thought I would soar,
But I don't.
I fall.
It is too late
24 years gone in
24 stories
I AM NOT AT PEACE, I REGRET EVERYTHING

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  • 9 years ago

    by Em

    Melvin,
    A clever write here. Keep it up.

    Em

  • 9 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Hello Melvin,

    The title made me initially think of 24 hours, so a surprise to see it was years. I like the refrain on ' a leap of faith' I like the 'everybody vs nobody, eleph(ants) and the personification of the 'eager ground' All in all a neat, clever write.

    Well done,

    Michael

  • 9 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    Peace is relative; perhaps it is a will-o-the-wisp, pulling us deeper in the quagmire seeking it.

    Your poem reads like a walk-through of a plan in which you discover the deeper consequences. It's like revelation. Well done.

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