Long Days.


The days are long

With no end in sight.

Each slight

Feels heightened,

Every feeling hits us heavily

Like a week of stormy nights.

No end to our discomfort,

No answers to our questions.

All hell seems to break loose

In our hearts

And all around us.

Where do we go,

When does it end?

How do we know

Who’s our foe

Or friend?

When the one we battle

Is sight unseen,

Place unknown?

Written by
Ivie M. Eke 2020


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