a Poem by Raquel Swann
A rancid smell of death fills my nostrils
The day of reckoning is upon me
All scatter in bewilderment
Remnants of hope out of reach
If I could give up my journey
Here at world’s end, would I?
I choose to trek further into the void
And trust my feet to take me far.
Far away where water flows
And these horrors are left behind
Rotting, decaying, fertilizing
A past I dare not recollect.
Even in my worst nightmares
Such a thing was unimaginable.
Yet, through reality, I find solace
For in my travels, I pray I come
To discover peace within my broken soul.
and make sense out of the nonsensical.
As this adventure continues
My destination has changed.
I will be waiting for me
On the other side and
So shall they.