It’s amazing the world
hasn’t ended yet.
No, really. It is.
It seems that, so far, the fates
were always looking away
in those moments when I fail
to be perfect.
(They can’t be paying much attention…
so I suppose there are a lot of other things
they’d rather watch)
But I’m sure one day they’ll be looking on
At just the moment when I do something
And the sky will fall. The seas will boil.
The hearts of everyone I care for will break
And the whole wide world will stare
No, really. They will.
Another readwritepoem prompt – this time to face your fears and do it with oomph!