Dec 16, 2021
1 min read
I hear them!
A Poem. Free-Verse.
Turnoff all the lights.
Nobody make a sound.
“Ashes to ashes; we all fall down.”
You cannot run.
You cannot hide.
I believe he’s on the dark side.
They’re all in cahoots —
Simply put, I write poetry. Each poem, representative of segments from my own life experiences. With hopes— they may resonate with my fellow human. Thank you.
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