flash of a bang, and everything’s silent
explosions, emotions, implosions
all happening before your eyes
dumbfounded at this, I realize
my body shouts: “survive this”
but it’s not the shock that kills;
it’s the lull after the crisis
when you ponder your purpose
dissipated by the heat of the moment
that haunts you with bewilderment.
So, I pray.
I pray this journey to be a true one.
for the burden to fall on me
instead of those who knew me
I pray.
3.20.2022