A Decision To Crawl

In this land 

We remain as dust

A million souls to one grain of sand

I crouch

I feel the people’s pain

Concealed in whispered voices

Each in turn offer no choices

To a man who’s had his time

I wait…

Too late to stop the world

As it spins its dizzy way behind

I have found my fate 

A peace, at one with mankind

Free of fear

A mere ghost of man

Though seeing more than most

Even in the dark the blind have vision

I watch an insect settle.

‘A decision to crawl’

It has more purpose than I…

I wait…

Just wait… Wait to die…