Losing Purpose
Losing Purpose,
Falling apart like a wilted rose,
Saddled with more than he can contain,
Dawn brings more than he can maintain,
It's an everyday tussle,
Visa-vis each day's hassle,
Half a glass is not his preference,
The sun's rising spell is enough of a reference,
He has toiled,
Gloom has foiled,
He intends to blanket his aspiration,
Dawn chauffeurs his inspiration,
It's a two-faced situation,
He can't rely on his intuition,
It's beyond comprehension,
He seeks heaven's intervention.
February 21, 2023.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2023
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