Poem by R.M. Dolin
Social Nullification
Chance wanders west hoping to
simplify and find distance.
It’s a difficult and often
desperate journey to right now
fraught with fear,
uncertainty, and a need to
find balance between
moving on and letting go.
Sympatico’s journey is
much the same
only imposed by the will
of wicked men.
Risk is an instinct to survive
measured against
a willingness to move all in.
As emptiness pursues night
Chance retraces
the cause and effect of
attempting to manipulate destiny.
Sympatico long ago forged
a barrier between
right now and what’s been taken.
By themselves they are incomplete.
Even together
they are at best
pieces of a broken whole.
There are no words
to capture pain.
No language for loss. T
his is why
God invented silence.
R. M. Dolin, 2015
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