Seconds Of Reflection - Poem by Javier Falcon
The world has ended.
I see as the shockwave of the explosion heads this way,
Yet I stand here and think about other stuff,
Things totally irrelevant to what’s going on around,
I wonder what comes to people’s minds before they die,
If they go back into their childhood to find comfort,
If they go to their happiest moment and try to hold on,
If they regret something they have not done,
If they just wanted to say some words that special someone,
Or if they just spend those last seconds imaging their loved one.
I wonder how many of those around me are in their thoughts,
Trying to get the last few moments of happiness from inside,
Being seated with their lover at a feast for two,
Laying down with their children staring at the stars,
Throwing fireworks with a best friend in a park,
Who knows what other memories can be sparked.
All I know as the wave hits and I start to fade away
Is that you were there in my last few seconds of time,
As I could not get rid of your tender eyes from my mind,
Those that looked into my soul as we held tight before the blast,
Fusing together as the time was near ever so gently,
And as one being blown into the wind,
As the only thing I loved was you,
And you knew it.
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