Tuesday, August 30, 2022

Spiral Thoughts


One hill after another, my thoughts

must roll over to be heard...  evil

lurks in the valleys between these

hills - my mind is careful to avoid;

roads of other thoughs, paved long

ago, wind their way in and around

these hills hoping to confuse my

judgement - I sustain credibility

by ginning up my courage...  hope

falls through the grains of sand

that surrounds these hills and is

trapped in the underworld and

taught how to be innocent...  a

new dawn...  a new day...  beckons

to be heard when it awakens from

its self-induced coma to avoid

yesterday's visitors who brought

gifts instead of friendship...  age

lessens the impact of ignorance

but we all know when it's too late.


22 August 2022

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