Poem: In Motion

Nathaniel Gonzales / March 12, 2020

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In the days of the bitter cold

Where there is no warmth to be found

Where all the remains are the feeble embers of hope

And no one left to strike a match and reignite our spirits

But maybe it’s for the better that no one does

By my reckoning, hope is what has gotten us here

A belief in the future

Misguided

We can put our foot down and assert

But what will be simply will be

Stacking up pillows on the track of a speeding train

Will not stop that which has already been set in motion

The train will force its way through the barricade

As if it had never been there

We cannot hope to stop it

Great as humanity may be, we are not that great

The train will force its way through the barricade

As if it had never been there

We cannot hope to stop it

Great as humanity may be, we are not that great

And watch as it ever so slowly fades over the horizon

And leave it up to imagination

At least then we won’t have to face what’s on the other side

Or we can jump on along for the ride

And gaze out of the window

At the sights that slowly pass us by

At least then we won’t have to face what’s on the other side

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Author: Nathaniel Gonzales (BISLA - Bratislava International School of Liberal Arts student, class of 2022)