Catalyst Poem by Lubinda Lubinda

To them he was just an object
they could use and abuse
for speed the reaction
even though he was part of them
he didn't quite belong
he was just another expendable
in their click
he was often forgotten
but seemed to be remembered
whenever something was needed
they never thought anything of it
because after all,
he was just a spare wheel
in their group,
tagging along to do their will

Well, such is the life
of all those who live their lives
as catalysts always there for others,
but no one there for them!

Loneliness and depression
quickly crept in
they accompanied him like close allies
they seemed to follow him
where ever he went

So one night, feeling utterly despondent
he took himself to the top of a ledge
and as he stood on the edge
thought he would end it all!
but just couldn't find the courage
to do it...
till death stoped by just to
encourage him.
He whispered in his ear
'even if you stay
who would love you? '
he seemed to have found
comfort in death's words
as he willing fell to the earth

So next time you decide
to use and abuse someone
you might just drive them
to the edge of a ledge!
and then we all know what happens next