Burned The Bridges

We burned the bridges

And boats,

Left them in smoldering cinders

Upon the shore.

 

We can not return

To the time,

The place

The home we knew.

 

The river of time

That we crossed,

Flows on,

Unstoppable,

Raging.

 

We can not

Swim upstream,

Backwards in time.

We chose not to

Swim against progress.

 

Now we’ve come to a place,

Without spirit,

A Place unnatural, and new,

With no rules.

 

Can we survive?

Can we find harmony?

Or will we lose ourselves

In the machine.

Will we remember love.

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About Derek Rizzo

Author and poet since I remember, I finally decided to live my dream. I'm writing a fantasy novel. Follow-me to share my progresses and glimpses of my story as it comes to life.

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