A FEELING
A feeling,
A blank ONE,
That can be written ON,
With a biro, pencil or CRAYON,
Writings inspired by days GONE.
This feeling, what is to be written ON?
The mind questions the vision the eye once SAW,
& d heart battles d knowledge it once craved FOR,
A feeling hurting like the scratch of a cat's CLAW,
Causing cry without tears rolling down d JAW.
End result; Fear & CONFUSION,
What ever happened to the VISION?
Paralyzed appear d foot that leads d MISSION,
Lord! Let that not be the CONCLUSION.
One thing I know about a price; it must be paid
&
Hope is something that can't be done without.
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