Cement Poem by ally gunther

Wet cement,
So smooth,
So flowing.
Wet cement,
So new,
So glowing.

Not a breach in the surface,
But it only lasts so long,
Until it hardens...

It weathers the elements-
Sets hard like a rock.
Takes hammer after hammer,
Blast after blast.

But then appears a crack,
So small-
An ant could not get lost in it.
So insignificant-
No one would be very fussed with it.

Until suddenly-
A stone falls upon it.
Bigger grows the crack,
The dark recesses of all-consumption.
Over-time,
Stone after stone,
Falls.

Greater grows the crack,
Greater,
Greater,
Greater.

Until it causes a human to stack...
And soon,
As the hunger of the crack ceases,
The tyranny ends-
A new road is paved.
A new beginning,
So you do not feel enslaved,
By the hunger of the crack,
Unti it begins to come...
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