Bomb

I’m a walking bomb

I’m fitted with a timer

I can hear the ticking

And I have the switch.

I’m synonymous with destruction

I blow up everything

Even if it is invisible

Like love or compassion.

A lot of people

Have burned themselves up

Trying to touch me

Or mould me,

Trying to take me

To a higher plane

But When the pressure changes

I explode

Again and again

And I destroy

Everything that I touch

Or anything that is near me.

I am a creation for destruction

Destruction is essential

For creation

Just as death is necessary

For life to go on.