Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.

poem-spun October 22, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:54 pm
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They can not see beyond the fog

that is all they seek.

Escape.

They fall altered into pharmaceutical

reality.

Mist like creeping mustard gas

poisons their future

stealing their hopes

ruining their dreams.

They fill their days

seeking nebulous security

altered beyond

recognition.

.

.

For those kids and their families battling with addiction who most need education and school supports to develop health and security.

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2 Responses to “poem-spun”

  1. The only security that is not nebulous is that which we arrange for ourselves, starting from within.


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