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Newlove's Distress
Echoes of darkness howl from distant future,
A popularly consistent feature
Of the tales of the lengendary griots
Who first embarked
The journey I'm about to spark.

In an expository caressed in fear
Of this reality myth,
My heart cower to its imaginary denouement of jeer
From these messengers of foreboding.

Voyage then is set in suspense
For ruminative commence,
Love intrudes...
Arousing a subpath of this life's cruise,
An emotional bruise,
I do not want to talk about.

My mind is in mess
Praying this not part of God's chess,
And if it is,
Hoping, it will be in expected tied.


© NEWLOVE