Thoughts in Loneliness

Thoughts in Loneliness

By Apolinario Villalobos

Alone with just the whisper of the wind that breaks the silence,

the moment of bliss keeps me afloat me on the ocean of happiness.

Mind void of frenzy, becomes filled with thoughts…overpowering

And like in a forest, they all become jovial birds…singing, chirping.

Meandering thoughts bump each other in my once empty mind

And, puzzling, though, got to choose just one of them at a time:

-on a world that seems to shatter…is there hope?

that, even at the last moment

whatever remains of its innards

be spared to weld its fragments

long molested without diffidence?

-on man’s greed, selfishness…will he still survive?

despite never ending quest for more

that stacks up hatred from disquieted

who hesitate to act for the sake of unity

but now feeling abused due to disparity?

-on man’s blatant arrogance…to where does it lead?

when his reason for being, he questions

thinking that a force alone has made him

into what he is now, thinking all the while

with intelligence, to no one he’ll reconcile?

-on the children’s gleeful prancing…will this go on?

when the air they breathe, stained with death

fill their aching lungs, makes their head spin

and the river they wade in is grossly infected

but, sadly makes only a few sincerely worried?

-on oceans and forests…how long can they hold on?

for the sake of the fish and others on ocean floor

the birds seeking shelter on their lush, cool foliage

and many other creatures that call them their home

when dynamites and chainsaws spelled their doom?

Alas! All I can do is shiver in anger and helplessness

With those thoughts in my abject state of loneliness…

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