Tears can last a while if the eyes that release them never see peace. Clouds move to and fro, and no one knows where they are heading much like some people in this world that never give thought to the path they walk on.
A young scrapper like myself is told to think about the future nearly every day, worrying about things I cannot control or taking responsibility for something I never did, the world is truly a strange place.
But for now, I’ll leave those thoughts on the table and wear the only thing that puts me at ease and gives me the warmth I need.
© Roderick Lukenge