Slumber
The midnight sky weeps as the night deepens.
Heavy rains pour on the sacred ground on which I lie.
The moon hides beneath the gloomy clouds as I stare at the heavens.
Unknown and unwanted, I shall now fall into deep slumber,
Not wanting to wake up any longer.
Copyright © Jan Martin De La Cruz | Year Posted 2017
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