some words


With you

There is no
consolation
but don't let them
get to you

they are sitting
unmindful
voice and plead
your case
say it
put across
and walk out

if they had
power
they would have
acted
but they sit there
myopic
imbecile

so
hold your head high
real high
and just dont
let them get to
you

you are good for yourself
with your family
and friends
and yourself

you haven't yet
let yourself unleashed
in any which way

let them be
be forgotten
that is

as you strive on
with wit
grit
and grace.




Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2018-10-10 at 16:05

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