"NEW TO THE WORLD"

Wood breaking, air gets toxic,
hopes breaking, worried sick
She really wants to run away,
but away is where she is now.
She prays, for a home to stay,
her home is a wild mess now.

She lies all alone in the woods
and cries, all alone to her gods.
Wood burning, the moon glaring,
crickets chirping cacoon bearing.
She comes out, new to the world,
sets away to save her own world.

"New To The World"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha.



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