The world doesn’t wait
For what I have to say
It moves forward, spinning
Light, dark everyday.
The world doesn’t turn back
Nor stop in it’s tracks
Because I’ve fallen, fell
While traversing my path.
The world doesn’t care
If I start to cry
There are others burdened heavy
Some have died.
The world doesn’t leave me
Far behind
It holds me, helps me
Giving me all I need
To survive.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2018