Fear of the monsters

My mind is not clear
not open
The visibility is not fair
In the middle of the night
the street
Outside my house
lies so empty and quiet
I do  listen
because I think there are 
a chance for change
now when the silence of the night
has taken over
Lonely is our life
But I can live with that
I am not afraid to die
alone
No in life we are
often by ourself
I fear to die
late in life
surrounded by equipment, monsters of technology
that makes us cling to life as if it were a gift
and not a punishment 

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I am who I was when I wrote this text but I do not know if I exist now. I am from Scandinavia where the arctic starts

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Posted in #blogg100, Hope, March 2014, Poem, Poetry

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