4 Poem by Palegun

Updated on November 28, 2017


Rivers of tide heightened provision

carry me away

Questions arise

when I close my eyes

In these rapids rushing

what is it that I need to portray?

Belonging doesn't keep in me,

so I have nowhere to stay.

© 2017 Palegun


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