Fig Leaf
Hid from the world,
None of this they must see,
Concealed from my friends,
This to them may be strange,
Cloaked from my home,
Phantom I may seem to be,
Caught in a web of perplexities,
I fight to be freed,
Entangled in a replayed contest,
I persevere to conquer,
Edged in by opposing forces,
I push against the barriers,
Though none of this I can comprehend,
I'm unperturbed like a river at dawn.
April 14, 2021,
This or That, Vol. 11 Poetry Contest: Fig Leaf,
Edward Ibeh.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2022
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