Wednesday, 22 June 2016


Trust a light or blow the glow,
Grow into it, or slow the flow,
Take your body to its craving,
But all of your soul to heaven,
Follow the cries, or the voice,
Angels or ghosts, your choice!

"Your Choice"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha

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