Mosaic of Emotion
Holding myself not to fall apart,
I’m chauffeured by Dawn’s cart,
Each day with its fight,
It’s a tenacious walk into light.
A mysterious hand strives to reach for me,
I sail on a turbulent sea,
It’s a world in the dark,
I search for an escape footmark.
I have gone miles on this way,
Hope is an essential ray,
I look deep into my mind,
Searching for answers to why I’m a different kind.
No one speaks,
Though darkness seeks,
Redemption wades,
Until gloom fades.
May 11, 2024.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2024
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