Past The Fence

 

Hold Time as the culprit blocking you

Off and on, causing evil to raise its head,

Untruth to fan the fire

Of doubts and misgivings, the roadblocks,

And the pain and flow of tears.

 

Check your breath and feel your way.

 

Time does not halt to change its pace,

It goes on and on undeterred,

For it, human feelings do not count.

Gather the tools you have kept aside

Their need is now when all is still.

 

The earth will heave a sigh of relief.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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