Your Question...

i am confronting you
with a life&death
situation, i remove
the life part and
straightly death stares
at you, and you
look at me, and you
ask:

what can i do?

when i will give you my answers
even in the split of a second
i know, it will be too late,
and i will ask you too,

yes, what can we do?

and then both of us are gone
riding on the wings of
eternal sleep, for in truth,
when confronted with this
last and decisive situation,

we surely, can do nothing.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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