A Merciless Life

Awakened by a loud crushing sound at 4 am on a Sunday,
only to find twin tin cans on the side pavement,
splitting, spinning, crushing, smoking.

Plagued with fear, choked with guilt, two-legged sir tip toes with lightning speed,
piercing through the dark shadows,
hysterically, frantically, shamelessly so.

Visions of four witnessing thee,
whispering hands reaching, screaming yet silently bee.
I saw beautiful stars reflecting off the ceiling in a box,
my stomach twirling, dancing, nearly fainting.

How merciless life can be?
Seeing, hearing, feeling every beat;
broken, he cried “ayuda! ayuda!”
Gently yet strongly held a pillow;
A seemingly lifeless charm in his arms.

Who is Adie? I wonder.
Bright reds & blues fill the air;
I refused to see!
My heart is holding me,
Soothing me, protecting me.

I was saved by loving hands,
with thinned breath in a tiny paper bag.
Wet chills running in a marathon,
My hands tingling, galaxies twinkling.

How merciless can life truly be?!
We are trapped in its infinite cycles;
and yet, we are rescued by thee.
Only YOU can be.

Written a few hours after the incident on May 3, 2026