and if the flame dropped
rolled away and expired,
what would we do?
those of us still standing there
mouths opened wide,
would we turn and walk away
realizing we just died
or at least the passion felt,
no longer to abide
in the lives of those affected ...
would we simply wring our hands?
continue on that well worn path
now, without a reason to give
gone without a fight,
trudge along our every days
without a spark
to fuel the name of all that is
of all that makes us be
or maybe we'd beat our chests
and cry towards heaven above,
pleading for just one more chance
to find a reason to love ...
(1.28.09.ajs)
