Tread
This is a poem I wrote about 5 years ago. Enjoy.I tread through these lands
like they were mine to own
Later on, I will wonder
Why the tread on me.
Superficial, really
The ways we think
And of course
The ways we do.
I wonder if anyone
Has discovered
The ways in which
we bind ourselves.
No.
They tread through my heart
Like it was theirs to own
Later on, they will wonder
What is going on.
posted by CBlair @ 10:28 AM
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