Hanging On

Diverting his eyes from that last final hour,

denying death its due

 

His conscience and awareness tight in his grip,

ownership unrenewed

 

Both arms around life, he’s forever rejected,

blinded as time starts to bleed

 

Meeting the end in a loss of control

—damned by what he won’t concede

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

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