Sometimes,
Finding the needle in the haystack,
Could mean, taking painful pricks,
It may hurt the flesh on our fingers,
And instill so much agony and pain,
But, we will need the same needle,
To stitch up the wounds it caused,
Losing the needle means lost hope,
For our wounds, will remain open,
And so, fingers need to find strength,
To hold it and stitch themselves up,
For I have come to understand that,
What brings pain is what takes it away.
"The Needle In The Haystack"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
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