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POEM: Coil

Silence, solitude, life passes by me speed of light.
Everything goes by, unaware I’m at fright.
Slow to react to the earth crumbling around me
No time to force field myself and protect.
The pressure is immense and it’s about to boil.
Suffering from a distance, left in a coil.
It’s shattering to pieces, left to turmoil.
Right now, I’m at an all time low.
I wish I could just get up and let it all go.
I’m shackled and I can’t break these chains.
Stuck in shock and confusion from sunlight ’til the end of the rains.
My defence is all in vain, failure in anything to gain.
But there will come a day, for which all this becomes void.
Sub-consciously I have become the king of the world and I don’t realise my ultimate power.
No longer to run away, no longer coward.
Suddenly, the earth has stopped crumbling.
I stand tall above the rest, victory for the best.
For me to be in silence, does not mean I am the loser
It means I just have won the battle and my patience prolongs to final result.
Now, who is left standing around whilst the earth crumbles and life goes past at the speed of light?

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