Time rests in stillness
It weighs yet levitates
Laments in my sickness
It’s so scarce others negate
Bearing the black cells
Their lab rat coined body and soul
My valiant struggle towards death
Shadows baneful regrets I toll
And in my last minute breath I realise
Life, death, it’s no play to set stage
No news feed, rat race or lottery
Fearful barriers to downstage
(Too late) to learn the simple line
‘To suffer not suppress’
Pain signifies
Insipid being undressed
So pause in my passing
And grasp what I should have known
Feeble triumphs mean nothing
When we all die alone

INVIA LE CORREZIONI