Jagged
*For all people who struggle against adversity, deadly disease and oppression at the same time*
A bright mind wrapped in flakes of thorn
A heart that braves the scoff and scorn
A soul that wanders everywhere
It walks on hills from here to there
A body lamed and ripped and torn
It bears the curse since time was born
A rouge disease that claims its life
Its soul is caught in mire of strife
Alone in dark, searching its soul
Thinking of how to reach its goal
The thorny mounds on its rough skin
Defines the troubles it had been
In dark of night, it shuns the light
It is afraid of what is bright
It builds some pricks around its nest
To guard its heart from lurking pests
3rd place
Copyright © Roger Roger | Year Posted 2023
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