Gravity Poem by Matthew Moser

Gravity



Nothing escapes it's grasp,

The moon the stars, it has all that is to be had,

And like nothing, it has invisibility,

And like death, it is an inevitability,

But it's hold, it's pull is a welcome one,

Like a lover or friend when the day is done,

But unlike a lover,

Unlike a friend,

Unlike death,

And unlike nothing at all,

Gravity exist only to make us fall.

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