is it me that eventually drops, <br />for days or weeks of sour news <br />yes <br />I've been hit, too close to focus and regain my footing, <br />and too far away for empathy to reach <br /> <br />is it me mourning the quick loss <br />of a distant extended family member <br />is it shocking that life is <br />so easily snuffed out and shut down <br />like a light switch <br />yes <br /> <br />is it in my best interest to renovate <br />a lackluster standard <br />maybe I'm never cunning enough, <br />never really pondering, or pinned to my work <br />maybe I'm too poor to pay the attention <br />maybe we're all too young <br /> <br />is it me marching blind-folded out to war <br />yes, <br />if war can be fought in trusting success <br />yes, <br />if differences are ever really made <br />yes indeed <br />if love can never be forgotten<br /><br />Scott Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/is-it-me-7/
