New World

Wed, 03/06/2019 - 14:50 -- Angblue

It's a new world outhere

to behold within 

to catch without

leaving for times,

unknown to the doubts

your lives, little to the gold

found in the rubble of the world in here

we toss and turn

waiting to make our moves

in the new world outhere

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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