A Fugitive
A fugitive
A fugitive I maybe ....
but I don't wait for the dark,
Living as a vagabond
and spreading clinquant spark,
As sun lights my path
intuition ushers aftermath,
Remonstrance doesn't curb
when prowess rides the nerve,
A fugitive I maybe ...
Written April 2nd, 2016
For contest by Julia Ward
Copyright © Dr. Upma A. Sharma | Year Posted 2016
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