Knees

Some times get harder
Some times get darker
Some things are out of your reach
You hung on a rope cross
Draped in crow feathers
Looked like a savior to those who would seek
So I was just hoping
I was just praying
That hoping and praying would get me somewhere off my knees
Calling ground soldiers
Look out for the archers
With arrows they’ll put in your teeth
The creatures from under
Arrive with the thunder
Their tamer is all who they’ll please
So I was just hoping
I was just praying
That hoping and praying would get me somewhere off my knees
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Luther Seed.

 

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