That Huge Blackout

Any sudden blackout kills me completely Because I can not resist it or tolerate it Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere, When an ugly and sudden blackout happens, then Life becomes more ugly and more confused Because we can not see or feel well, Almost everything becomes nasty and dark Even the roads or the corridors we walk on, Streets become more ugly and more dangerous Because the dangerous and careless drivers Exploit that ugly and mean blackout anytime, Life turns primitive and like that of the caves' life Because we're in a different time or in a different era, We're totally and we're greatly disappointed and really Frustrated with this ugly life that goes on around us, When blackouts happen, It means we're in graves while we're alive, Save our souls, please because these ugly blackouts Kill us slowly and gradually they will turn us Into different aliens in our twenty-first century.

Topic(s) of this poem: loss

Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 26, 2014

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