I had energy and sparked,
provided lightening to engine
and air conditioner parts. Power
windows ran on my acidic juices.
My best friend forever
was a catalytic converter.
Less fond of motion now,
I repeat my tasks daily
pushing my key keeper past
contented miles. Here, every
thing works because I am alive
Take me away and death
by battery happens.
I am the heart of the matter
but it is more out of boredom
than exhaustion that I give up
my chemical ghost. And since
recharge is more expensive
than replacement and rebuilding
less reliable than brand new,
I go to the battery graveyard
content to have served my
gas provider well.
allets
02-23-15
821a
The Death Of A Battery
Very nicely put together Like it a lot . MilMan
Thanks 4 Stoppin' By
Your visit is sooooo welcome. Thank you for reading my poem. Hope u got a charge out it. :D ~Stella Means Star~
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