Hard day
Endless drudgery
Capped by seething innuendo
Crashing, slashing ankle
high,
Forehead bashing on the wall,
Teardrops just about to burst
Flooding cheek with heavy
brine
From endless oceans dark and
deep
Where evil is her queen.
Feeling firmly pistol-whipped
by
Muggers unidentified,
Taken for a Jersey ride
Where victims often don’t
survive.
Just when hope was all but
lost at
The very edge of hell,
A miracle on lofty wings…
A child smiled…
All is well.
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