Sunday, April 1, 2012

Back Home

I have no idea what inspired this, other than the first line, but the entire write was completed without pause and under 30-seconds; regardless, it’s a poem:


A vacant lot
a piece of ground
within my soul
no path to lead me
nowhere to go
the question is
who will come
to save me
show me all the gates
that surround
and all the locks
to let me go
but who will plant the flower
to let the others know
that I was here
deep within this ground
but then I found a way –
back home.

2 comments: