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#52weeks52stories: Week 38
Word prompt: hunger
Word count – 182
Reading time – 45 secs
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Trapped among the chaotic masses
I’m jostled, kicked and pushed
My personal space invaded as others try to claim their own
My soul hungers for peace
And I rise into the arms of my family
Where I am sheltered and loved
But the shelter turns into suffocation
And the love turns into obligation
Old hurts are new again
And I am to blame
My soul hungers for peace
And I rise to the side of friends
Where I’m accepted and understood
By those who know me best
And have navigated the highs and lows
Of this life’s journey with me
But acceptance turns into jealousy
And understanding turns into the double-edged sword of betrayal
My soul hungers for peace
And I rise again, alone but not lonely
Enjoying the peace my soul craved
I look down
At the chaotic masses
At my family
At my friends
But they don’t see me
Because they’re not looking up
They’re looking down
Under the souls of their feet
Where they tried to stomp out my dreams
And crush my joy
I smile… and float away
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Wow. You are quite a poet with this profound piece.
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It’s I USED to do many moons ago. LOL! Not sure why I stopped but trying to get back to it. Thanks for stopping by and the kind words, Kiru. 🙂
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A poet too? Whoa!💕
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My mind is like Mary Poppins’ bag – you never know what’s going to pop out. 😂😁
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Lol!😂
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