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LEAVE ME NOT IN THE LURCH
Life, as I’ve come to know it
Is trial wrapped in unexpected moments
A dance of hope, missteps, and loss
Like betting all blindly in business.
Each soul must face its reckoning
Some see the signs, prepare in time
Others, like smoke behind a jet
Only glimpse what’s left behind.
I was one of the second kind
By the time I looked, it was gone.
No warning, no sign, just the fall.
No guide in the sudden that follows.
Now I drift aimlessly in this vast sea
And no one sails this tide alone.
So if you hear me in the wilderness
Please don’t let go. Don’t let me drown.
Copyright ©
Hakim Fuhad Mansaray
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