Air, Light and Life

It's like the dawn of a new day,
just getting this breath of air.
This release of toxic burnt carbon
just flitting invisible into the air.

The clock is unwinding more and more
and the best we can do is try
just to breath.
To love, to laugh, to cry
and refuse to give in
and simply die.

Every breath of air is an act of defiance
a rebellion to this world out of synchrony
with its original blueprint.
Every exhale is the reply of a dying body
just fighting for the will to survive.

It's more than this.
It can't end just like this.
It has to be more,
has to be real
has to be the realization of self
as being the answer
just as much as the problem.
A cancer of soul
being burned by pure light.