Slam there goes the door
the troubles is shut away and the break held in so insecurely
Hoping not to let the tear drop
Shelter Shelter Shelter they all seek
Each going at being the other bird
Let me fly along side you the youth said to one another
Yet they can barely hold their own guns
Oh my pot cracked
The secret’s spilled the shades got darker
and birds flapped their wings and fly in fear
We are cracked they whispered in each other’s heartbeat
but they smiled cos they’re all holding the space for each other.
Us allowing our own light to shine gives other’s the courage to lit there’s
About the Creator
Abysola Hajaroh
just a wayfarer hopping to catch some butterflies, on some rainy days and a ray of sunshine.
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