A Ballad For The LostA Poem by OokpikBallad assignmentIn life I tend to observe How all the people on this green earth struggle from one place to the next In surprisingly similar context.
In this world I cant help but see How there are souls wandering aimlessly. Electric current without a ground Beating drums that make no sound.
On some mornings I feel this way Absent the purpose that gets me through the day. An arrow nocked without a bow An irrelevant brick in the status quo.
Yet I have learned to find direction Despite my screaming imperfections I place my sight upon the horizon Allowing my view therein to widen.
I am just a book upon a shelf Struggling to define myself And although it may seem arbitrary It is a collection of books that make a library.
I'm now beginning to understand How tiny pebbles beneath the sand All together form the band That separates the sea From the land. © 2018 OokpikFeatured Review
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