Life
Exiled in a foreign land
Sentenced to never leave
Afraid I took a stand
To fight my urge to grieve
I tied my faith to my hands
Afraid I walked asleep
Blind my feet brushed a sand
The first hope and leap
I thought it was the end
I know where to see
A view that never bends
A key to something new
To the night the only light
Can’t be but a bliss
a cowards end to the fight
He lost to only quit
He lied to shut a head
He chose to never see
He has finally fled
Tho he knows he won't be free
M.C. Newberry
Thu 27th Jan 2022 23:56
Intriguing in its theme and its conclusion, making our minds work
towards some meaning for ourselves...and the fate of others..