Back to the Atomic State...

he is looking for an opening
his eyes are angry
but his words are restrained
and will not
let the mouth speak about
emotions

in his place emotions are
rebels
and the owner of everything
will not like it

there are spies and soldiers
of decent speech
and modest actions
and anyone caught shall be
shot to death
or beaten till his flesh
bleeds no more

and so he is looking for an exit
an opening
but there is only nowhere
there is only somewhere
and time seems to be like a road
without a station
and emotions seem to just a random
of planets
evading a collision
that could have made him happy
when the whole universe
bangs against
each other
and thus end everything
everything
so he could become another atom again
beginning anew
on a virginal spin
in a nucleus world
where he can be truly himself again

he is so small
he is so negligible
and let it be again
that no one notices him

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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