That would be a wicked turn of fate. To become what you eat and end up on your way to the slaughterhouse.

An interesting piece. I somehow imagined Barry screaming something like “Soylent green is people.”

Marvelous piece of writing Fia. Powerful, unapologetic and demanding. This is a well thought out piece. Nice work.

Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. Your voice was authentic, focused, and real.. A very moving piece. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

I imagine this was somewhat cathartic once you got it off your chest and out in the open .. You have a fine pen and a lovely voice by the way .. Neville 😎👍

Pow! Truth!

Wow. Powerful work.

Thank you for saying that, John😊

Fia, this is one of the best poems defining the realities of love gone wrong that I have read. Your introspection here is precisely articulate, emotionally honest to a tee, and powerful. This really spoke to me as a man. You really told it like it is with the sincerity of a genuine woman who has been through the wringer. Poetry that does more than engage the reader it made me think and feel deeply. And the spontaneity here is fabulous. Thank you so much for sharing this testament.

John

Death?
I like this. I keep trying to work out the riddle as I read. There are some things we can never understand.
Kind regards
james

Brilliant 👍

Thank you both for reading and responding..I’m glad you enjoyed..

This clock takes away all that was and could be. This is well-made and makes one think of the past. I enjoyed this.

I’m glad you both enjoyed..and thats a great take with the amnesia..time is our most precious commodity and something we def take for granted

Thanks so much Valuptas. Your comment is very affirming.🕊️🙏