User blog:Mr. Ob(li)vious/Weiss (a poem)

Can you stand to live

waking up each morning

to the same question

freezing on your lips

and through your skin?

As surrounding mountains

slowly seem to perish

and flocks fly by freely,

leaving you longing

for innovation?

Ask yourself, remnant.

Can I remain

the last solemn soldier

at this single station

in a waged war

lost before my time?

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A poem written by me for a contest on allpoetry, I'd been watching the trailers too much  right before and found no better name for it than Weiss.