Groundhog Day

At dusk they arise
Confused at the colour of the sky
People of the night 
With no understanding of what is right
Night games is what they play
Reliving life like groundhog day


C.Hawkins 21/5/20
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
November 10, 2020 at 10:01 AM
Powerful poem, Craig. Keen insight of the underbelly of life. Gritty cool write! Love and more love always.
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May 21, 2020 at 9:11 AM
Very cool poem. I get the sense of the nightshirt in misstep with the rest of the world. ~mo
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