The Lonely Genius
Walked across the ruble, all that remained
Of the war he saw coming
The Genius was warned
Do not exist too loudly, as not to frighten
The minds of those who could only see
The Genius plotted
He hoed, he sowed, he weeped
He waited
The Genius prayed
He listened, he doubted
He waited
The Genius forgot
He slowed
He stopped
The ground rumbled, slowly
Hungry
The Genius shook with all the world
Watched as it tumbled at his feet
Surrendering to the sky
The Genius died
