Capsule Of Eternity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enclosed, a capsule of eternity, a being, a shell of a body.

Transparent life lived twenty-four hours, seconds of that
time in severe hardships causing mental or physical collapse.

There are no correct or simple ways of dealing with anything,
it is all faced and dealt with whatever way we can.

Intelligent beings, we are supposed to be, yet everyday life
shows that we do not always use our intelligence wisely.

We get wrapped up in distant renderings, appearing nonchalant,
while inside we are seething with the acids of remorse and
stress.

Taking it's toll, our bodies are silently dying from within.