What I Have Come To Realize
The crow caws in the evening park,
So I know my work isn't done,
I hear people call on the streets in the morning,
So I know my work isn't done,
I hear the children around me call for milk,
So I know my work isn't done,
I hear the sand slipping slowly,
So I know my work isn't done.
No matter how I tried,
To lay down my agency,
And tried to turn a blind heart,
I know my work has barely just begun.
Copyright © Mu Di | Year Posted 2021
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