Nowhere To Go
I pause to my thoughts
Covered with a mist of sceptics
Sweating in fear
Like caught in a crocodiles' mouth
Left on a cross road"with out a
campus"
Nowhere to go
Only the sound of silence
And the small voices of wind
An ants journey which never ends
A cockroach without a head
Copyright © Admire Shoriwa | Year Posted 2014
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