Dear Poetry
Dear Poetry
Why are you second in command after God?
Why do I always count on you to heal up?
Why does it seem you are the only one I could lean on?
You always pick up whenever I ring you up.
Friends failed me,
You taught me to move on.
Am forever writing to you,
No giving up.
The clock is here,
I no longer count my days in suns.
You work side with God
And help me free from US.
