Can I
Ever watchful
always alert,
so goes the heart
from day to day
as it sets out
on its journey that lies
ahead -
to gamble
to risk
and accept fate;
do I have the strength to try
or must I hide?
The mind plays a strange game
of riddles and puzzles
that confuse
to extents of complexity
far beyond the shores
of our comprehension -
can I cope with such a struggle,
a companionway of delusion,
of unextended love?
Copyright Deon J.H. Burger 2014
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