WARMTH

By Angelo Anderson

 

I’m lying on the cold ground and I’m stiff and sore all over.

I remember when I was young and full of life.

I’ve been put through so much in life that slowly I’m breaking down.

I have so many scars and discolorations and there isn’t a bone in me that hasn’t been broken.

The drugs have slowly drained the life from me.

My soul has slowly left me also.

My mind is wandering round and round.

Oh, how I long to rise from this cold ground and lie on a warm bed.

Yes! Yes! My body is rising from this cold ground and I’ve found the warmth.

I’ve found it in the warmth of family and friends.

I’ve found it in my strength and belief in God.

I am no longer cold and stiff on the ground.

I have risen with dignity.

 

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