Terrible things happen
In terrible times
Suffer and subjugate
Seems to be the way of life
In this certainly
Not a nursery rhyme.
Will I persevere
Will I see the light?
Questions, answers
Not seen tonight.
Maybe tomorrow
I’ll find my way
Maybe then joy will be
The cloud I ride upon
Spiriting me away.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020