Primal Scream

See the ending as it comes,
Feel the cold as it numbs,
Hear the bleating of the sheep,
Touch it now for us to weep.

Love the feeling of the crowd,
Be as one both soft and loud,
Try it all and feel the pain,
Do it now, there’s no again.

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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