Poem: Away.

I need to get away

From this storm,

That is now the norm,

Which causes me nothing but

Subtle harm.

_____________________

I want a place of calm,

To feel safe and warm,

Free from the worms

In human form.

_____________________

I toil

From dusk till dawn,

But my efforts feel

Feeble and forlorn,

Like

Losing a race

Before it’s even begun.

_____________________

I need some soothing balm

In the form of kindness,

But not empty charm,

To wipe away my disillusion

With its soft and gentle palm,

_____________________

To allow the hope

That can feel

Far from home,

Fill my heart unexpectedly,

Like gold discovered

On an abandoned farm.

_____________________

Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2018

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