~Who Will Be Responsible?~

[ficosdarkness]

I asked myself how could I let this happen? And I watched it spinning around collecting the dirt and pollution that has surrounded me, so much so that when I held it up to the sun it refracted a rainbow hue that almost made it beautiful. Then I cast it up into the cosmos, out into the universe hoping that it would come back to me somehow different than what it was or not at all. As I waited for it's return, looking directly into the sun, I was blinded to the fact that a piece had torn itself away from my question and remained planted firmly before me. I started to run frightened and blind, afraid that my question would come back the same , then tripped over the pieces that remained in front of me. I scrambled around in the very filth that had collected on my question until the sunspots flew from my eyes and I saw it there, planted so deep, unmoving. There it was different but the same and the words read,
"I let this happen."


~Who Will Be Responsible?~ Revised Version

I asked myself, "How could I let this happen?"
I watched it spinning, collecting the dirt and pollution around me,
so much that when I held it up to the sun it refracted
a rainbow hue that almost made it beautiful.
I cast it up into the cosmos, out into the universe
hoping that it would come back different, or not at all.
Anxietiously, I waited for it's return, looking directly into the sun,
I was blinded
A piece had torn itself away and it remained firmly before me.
Frightened and unable to see past the sunbursts in my eyes,
I tried to run, afraid that my query would come back the same ,
I tripped over the pieces in front of me.
I scrambled around in the very filth that had collected on it,
until the sunspots flew from my eyes and I saw it there,
standing tall, planted deep, like the crusifix of the Christ.
It was different, ominous, yet simple, almost the same
and the words read, "I let this happen."