So many faces pressing in
Demands increasingly unsettling
their needs so vast and loud
a cacophony of voices around.
Persistent pleas urgently decreed
so much despair not pausing for air
Drowning in their sorrow I can't-
turn away these souls reaching for hands.
See me now! Hear my call!
No other option I embrace them all.
Sinking in these turbulent waves..
Searching for grounds high enough to save...
Me! Who could hold this many?
To drag to shore their burdens
so vast-I scream- I need-
I flee to those mountains of peace
High on these peaks I weep...
For the weight of responsibility I feared to keep.
Copyright © tara jennings | Year Posted 2013