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7d
I hope you didn’t come here,
To be satisfied,
By pretty words so plain.

I do not entertain.
I share the experience,
No matter how profane.

Did you suffer?
Was it a burden?
Do you regret not seeking entertainment,
In prettier things?

Those who started at the beginning,
Why did you stay,
Until the end of this temporary gaze,
Into what persists for eternity?

Fate got what she wanted. She has all his attention.
The Wind got what he wanted. Oblivion remembers the beloved.
Alcyone and Ceyx got what they wanted. They’ve been reunited.


Everyone got what they wanted.

Does that make this a happy ending?


Or was it,

Too unsatisfying?


Were you hoping for someone to pay?

Were you hoping for a victory?


Did you,

Get what you wanted?


Could we say the journey was worth it,
For this fleeting glimpse into eternity,
Where the story does not please,
Where it repeats with little progress made,
Towards that resolution, indefinitely delayed?


Everyone got what they wanted.  

But no one is happy.

So tell me,

Is this still a happy ending?


Then what does it mean?
What did they expect?
They got what they can.

If that’s not enough,
Then shame on them,
For being such idealists.

Ungrateful brats.
I’m sure some would argue that.


This is the best they can have.
No resolution, no justice, no revenge.
Just a legacy filled with inaccuracy.

Together at last,
Free to do as they may,
But not as they please.

Is that the compromise?
To be free to choose,
When there is only,
One choice?


But they all,

Got what they wanted.


BUT NO, NOT LIKE THIS.


They got what they wanted.

But no one is happy.


So can we say,

This is a happy ending,

Or not?


It doesn't matter.
Just that it's over.

Except, it's not.
Only for us.


Not even for us,
Not when we return to reality,
And we all see,
It is us trapped in this cycle repeating.


Go and search for your own answers,
In what's real and what's not,
Through joy and through pain,
They are all the same.

Reflect and recall, who does the thinking.
Reflect and reclaim, who does the talking.


Stop gazing upon their story.

It will go on,

Like this,

Forever.



But you,
Are not forever.

Your gaze is needed elsewhere.
THEY GOT WHAT THEY WANTED.
THEY ALL GOT WHAT THEY WANTED.

IT'S A HAPPY ENDING.
ISN'T IT A HAPPY ENDING AFTER ALL?

THEY DO AS THEY MAY. I WRITE AS I SEE FIT.
I DID WHAT I NEEDED, BUT NOT WHAT I WANTED.

YOU GOT WHAT I GAVE.
ARE YOU ENTERTAINED?

I TOLD THE STORY AS IT HAPPENED.
YOU READ IT WITH YOUR OWN FREEDOM.

THEY GOT WHAT THEY WANTED.
YET WHERE IS OUR HAPPY ENDING?

WHAT WAS THE POINT,
IF NOT FOR A HAPPY ENDING?

WELL, I’M NOT THE ENTERTAINER,
I’M JUST THE REPEATER.

YOU'VE REACHED THE END OF YOUR JOURNEY,
BUT NOT YOUR DESTINATION,
BECAUSE IT DOESN’T EXIST.

I’M NOT THE ENTERTAINER,
I’M JUST THE REPEATER,
AND I’VE GIVEN MY WITNESS STATEMENT.

SO TAKE ALL YOUR DISPLEASURE BACK,
TO THE WORLD FROM WHICH YOU’VE FLED,
AND CAST UPON THAT WORLD, ALL YOUR JUDGMENT.

I’VE REPEATED THIS STORY SO YOU WILL NOT REPEAT THIS TRAGEDY.
BUT YOU WILL. YOU WILL.
BECAUSE THIS IS NOT A STORY. THIS IS REALITY.

I HAVE WITNESSED IT.

AGAIN. AND AGAIN. AND AGAIN.

SO YOU HAD BETTER LISTEN.


https://hellopoetry.com/collection/136314/the-wings-of-waiting/
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