the beauty

life….

i met a stranger
when i was walking home.
he asked me for time,
i said, “2:30 pm”.

he told me “no, that’s not what i meant.”.
i was puzzled.
he then reached out his hand,
pulled a gun,
shot his own head
and died at my sight.

i was shocked.

but then,
people gathered around me,
and they looked down at me.
it was then that i realized,
it was ME,
who shot my own head.

 

written: May 19, 2006
Gabs Narazo
© 2006 [soulprojekt publikation]

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