POEMS

NEXT STOP, PLEASE.

Something of you carries pain.
People around you know your name.
Objects you’re wearing look disdain.
The way you went is for the insane.
Are you leaving town on the next train?

Clever you are as spiders to flies.
All those in need yell to you in cries.
Bravery you lack in all your tries.
Train is leaving so say your goodbyes.

No more responsibility to handle.
No more boots,just you in sandals.
Put my mind,soul, and heart on mantle.
No more cares, I left them in bramble.

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