Flattened as a patch-work
On the concrete road,
Merciless humans passing by-
Dumb,
Showing neither remorse, nor regret,
Not even indifference, cause even indifference
Is still something to be shown
And felt…
Showing nothing but emptiness-
Invisible, unreachable, untouchable,
Detached...
And the only sign of life around are
A few greyish-white
Feathers, free to follow the wind
Wherever it wishes to wonder.
feathers flee to follow the wind where ever it wishes to wonder true and nicely penned
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Indifference, so prevalent in the 21st century, technically so advanced! Nothing worse than not caring about anything or anybody. I love the ending, the birds, embodiment of freedom still embody some hope of freedom. Lovely 10/10. Welcome to poem hunter, like your work, please continue!