Shadow of Desires
I approach Zion’s gate,
Muttering words from my jaded soul.
My creative mind has brought me no jewel,
And I walk in the shadow of my desires.
Songs flood my thoughts,
But I’m too fatigued to sing.
Will my journey end here?
March 22, 2025.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2025
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