No Satnav
in the darkness we stumble
and in the light we stray,without a map;
storms hurricane us,whirlwinds
surround,engulf by chance,
in a fog of despair,we cry,deny
bewail our circumstance.Blame
name,Him,her whoever,in our pain;
reflection calms the shame,yet still
we continue in this game..
without a map
inspired by Debbie's contest
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2011
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