Blindfolded

How can you walk a line, blindfolded? The rural steps know their way across the field, but manmade inventions seep out the ego. Humans try to shape oxygen into something less flowing; they try to turn the sky a stranger shade. These winners of life waste away, ungrateful; when they’re dead, they’ll understand it was not a paragraph.

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1 comment so far

  1. Michelle Johnson on

    Noah, this reminds me of the changes earth is encountering because of human inventions. How we are destroying our own lives in the process. Great write. Keep up the good work. Have a nice day.


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