Lost present
One word -
Possibly said in all ignorance -
Provoking:
One twist,
One thrust,
One empathicless action -
Unthinking.
One release
Of a pent up rage;
One slip in control,
One short burst of insanity:
All it takes
For Death to rear his silent head.
End of chances -
Nothing more is possible -
People's lives could have been touched -
But that crucial person
Is gone.
Now the only people
Whose lives are changed
Are those who weep -
Feeling the terrible loss to its full extent -
Something that you are still incapable of.
They feel a pain
Unfathomable by you -
Yours is of a guilt -
Not a life ruined
By the hole that perpetuates
So obviously
In everything.
From this one action
The course of the world has been changed -
By you -
But do not feel power
For all you have created is pain -
Not beauty that is life -
Not the complexity that is a person.
© R. A. W. S. Clarke
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