The Few

this is a sad flight of people who never knew themselves
now they are dead even in the middle of their lives
the desire has been sucked and the body is empty
the soul is hollow and it quests to be filled again
it has a beginning that was forgotten
it has an end but it has not known it since then
this is a sad flight of people who have chosen death
in the midst of noise
this is a lonely fight of people who have long surrendered
there are no questions and there are no answers
there is this cycle that only a few have broken

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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