My Descent Poem by Majdoleen (Maggie) Sukayri

Oh, how I wished to have been when titans walked the earth.
Witnessed the groveling of the earth in each step they took.
Like the saurus', the earth shaken by a smirk.

Overwhelmed by their magnitude, unable to endure their credence
The ground beneath them shook, cracked from underneath,
Swallowing them whole
Resulting in oceans rising, overflowing, drowning all…
Keeping leverage over time… stowing away all what has been.
And only keeping remnants to spit out at its leisure

Oh, how the cruel hands of time deceive…
Has it been cruel to suspend my coming till the world was rid of the greats?
Or have they, coincidentally, ceased to be long before my coming?
I have arrived at a world so cruel, lost in a sea of philistines.

Will I have the strength to swim to the surface, and be seen, to be pulled out and rescued?
Will this ground beneath me hold me? Will it betray me…?
Or will I drown, will I be consumed by the ungifted, the oblivious… and the unoriginal.

At the surface, will I learn to swim against the current?
Struggling, shall I fall behind?
Shall I be discovered long after my final breath?
Or shall I surrender and go along with the high tides,
See where they take me…

Shall I nourish myself in an infinite sea of succulent idiocy…?
Only then, shall I be lost amongst the crowds.

I shiver, fearing what awaits me…

January 16,2011