4 February, 2008 8:08 a.m.
“…As this life has fought to fasten armor on my heart
Only this pen has the strength to pierce my soul
At first glimpse, a drip
At second glimpse, a drop
Suddenly a flood
Unwillingly
Unable, to stop
Now here we are
Maybe in a place we would rather not be
Ripple upon ripple of history
Wave upon wave of misery
Don’t buck the tide
Enjoy the ride
Slide, slide
Down to the abyss
Engulfed in total blackness
The only division
Is between predator and prey
To one we may be the predator
To another we are the prey
Released as ocean spray
Far and wide
Spread into a mist
Free from the abyss
At first glimpse, a drip
At second glimpse, a drop…”
Michael Anthony Muñiz
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