No More
I promised I wouldn't write any more sad poems this week
I promised myself I'd enjoy the warm weather with every beat
I promised I'd dwell on the light no matter how flickering it lit
Sad news keep pouring, I never promised me of none of it
Am afraid to move, afraid to hear, afraid to know, if only the world would stand still
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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