Friday, September 25, 2009

The Chosen Few

I will
never know
Why I was
Chosen...but
As the blood
Stains these sheets

And the
life drains
Away,
I know
I have
Disobeyed.

I know
The plan was
To stay, but
The more
The pictures
Don't fade,
My memories
Become reality...
And I
Can't stand
Another
DAY

1 comment:

Kristine said...

A very deep poem creepy but deep. Another masterpiece by Zuri. How has everything been with you? Please contact me when you can.