Marcellino Carlo - Dandelions

We wait patiently for something to happen
To be caught up and taken to a place without trouble,
Where we can escape this abrasive environment.
If not we are doomed to decay.
To die.

We fear no-one. We rise up against our kindred.
We are untamed. We are lost.
With no roots to hold us, no direction to lead us
We are forever wandering helplessly
Like lambs to the slaughter.

We know not our fate only that
We will soon succumb to Natures grip. Ripped apart.

A breath is drawn

We are lifted to heights unknown
We can only hope that we do not drift endlessly…

Marcellino Carlo

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