I look to the sky and see no answers
I listen to the wind and hear no songs
I search for my soul and it all seems empty
Someone please help me go on.I look to the fields and see no flowers
I walk through meadows and can’t smell the grass
I cry out to my parents who are no longer near me
Someone please help me go on.I walk with my troubles and pray someone sees me
I carry a weight that seems impossible to hold
I wake in the morning and search through the news
Please anybody help me go on.©2020 cj holm
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Clarence, your poem is so apropos, timely, thought-provoking, emotional. Thank you for writing and sharing it.
Thank you, I wrote this while watching the riots here in Minnesota caused by the murder by the police of a unarmed man, In addition to that we had months of being locked into our homes. It seems like everything is falling apart and people are at each others throats. I guess I am losing hope!
I feel this. You are not alone. The world is a scary place right now.
Oh, the line about waking in the morning searching the news…so true.