Thorn Within
In walking the road
We are too worried about pot holes
In every twist and turn we are looked anxious
But the thorns we keep
Within us the bad seeds we grow
Are callously overlooked
In the garden the way we clean weeds
With the same intensity and urgency
We need them to be removed.
Copyright © Wahab Abdul | Year Posted 2013
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