A Particle in A Large Bubble

A Particle in A Large Bubble

A Poem by Curiosity and Black Angel

This poem, I remember sitting on the edge of a lake with ducks in the water and the overcast clouds looming overhead. And a feeling of belittlement fell over me. I realized then that I was a small particle in a large bubble. I then decided to use a racial


A Particle in a Large Bubble

America was founded on

insecurity, the ripeness of

darkened bodies dangling from

southern trees.


I wish I possessed a gun

loaded fully with the

proper knowledge.


The gun, invested

my soul utters deception.


I am alone in my journey

to find real truths.

Everything is blurry and I

remain blinded by lies

and media frenzy.



© 2009 Curiosity and Black Angel

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Deeply felt emotion here. I've felt this myself. excellent write!

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Added on February 16, 2009
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Curiosity and Black Angel
Curiosity and Black Angel

Long Beach, CA

My name is Charles and I began writing when I was nine years old. Oh, yes! It all began with mystery stories inspired by the Sherlock Holmes tales. Now I specialize in romance fiction. I have two publ.. more..