Tuesday, July 13, 2021

Climbing


Climbing
By Lord R.e. Taylor

So many walls
Surrounding him
Keeping him from living
Still, he fights
Falling back time after time
Refusing to surrender
He climbs and climbs
Hoping with every try
To see the smallest
The tiniest sliver of light
Not too much
Just enough to know he is alive
That he may be important
And he is loved by anyone

© Poem – VII/XIII/MMXXI


 

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