The Valley
scrutinize the crooked lines
of the path
that i tread
inquiring as to why
everything i’ve touched
has turned to sand
parade my pain
past crowds of
ones who despise
parade my pain
with silent cries
hallucinations of efficacy
play out in the theater
of my mind
ambushed by adversity
besieged by the blight
that wreaths around me
dogged by an unseen spectre
of Death
parade
parade my pain
with silent cries
parade
me past
the ones who despise
Sumayyah Talibah © 28 August 2018
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