The corner of your lip is set in a

frown

that shakes the world.

 

How could the beautiful be so

sad

and left behind,

and what type of world is this?

 

There is no justice

and any talk of karma or

a justifying force is laughable

or downright idiotic.

 

Sadness and loneliness will

rape

and pillage the

dreams and ambitions of even the

most noble and purest

and it is up to us to respond.

 

It was more in your eyes than

your beautiful lips,

that sadness,

the pervasive,

indifferent

sadness.

 

Life had dealt you the same hand

as me

and we both felt the weight of it

bearing down like hard chains

tugging

at our soft flesh and bones.