No Lurking Shadows
What is this strange place we find ourselves in,
Trapped in the open, we are free within,
Free from the troubles around,
Free from the troubles that beset,
We stand here unfettered and unchained,
A pristine world where the
future holds no fear for us,
We are not saddled with a monstrous task,
Our desires do not trample on others’ rights,
No ill is closing in on us,
Our shadows do not run ahead,
Avarice does not override altruism,
We stand on equal footing,
Gloom dispersed by light.
April 8, 2022.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2022
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