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What Lingers Is Bitter



I saw beauty so powerful that it kindled me.
Then I watched the world destroy it.
Not the world, people.
The world was as oblivious to the beauty
as it is to us.

I watched people destroy it
and was left with this flame inside,
this useless little flicker,
and where it had once enervated,
now it burned.

Now it burns,
and the world burns,
and I almost wish I had never seen
what was in the world and now is going, gone.

All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.