By: Charles Aldux

6/1/2023

Parasight

There’s room for only one thought.

Oh, the sorrows that ideology brought.

Look at us now.

Nothing but rot.

Decaying hippocampus.

Never knowing where it would land us.

The trees are also taken over by a parasite.

If only we would have had parasight.

To extract the parasitic moss.

But we never gave them light.

Thought it wasn’t worth venturing through the plight.

But look at us now,

Emotionally and physically full of mutations; decay.

No longer able to see the light of day.

The light beyond the moss.

As the ones who wander,

They wonder,

 If buying into the ideology was truly worth the cost.

• (parasight is a word I made up to mean deeper, different or extra vision)