ALL I LEAVE BEHIND IS VOID

All I leave behind is void
Because I'm still alive I
Resolve to move on, be moved
Removed---motion requires me
To accomplish emptiness

There's a host in me scrambling
To club the head of the pack
The ganging picks up until
There's supposed to be none of
Me left to spawn a species

I may take my sweet time, to
Smell roses, caress creatures
The weather's fine---until I
Belch the stench of elements
Overdrawn from cup and bed

Such a perfect idea
Is Eden, the serpent in
It even scores a purpose
While I'm one misplaced by God
All I reap later is weed

.copyright © 2003 by Rosendo M Makabali.

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