POEM – BRAVE
Waking up in his crowded town.
All exit routes appear to be closed down.
Cladded out like a visionary black widow.
She pulls together her plan to shut the double zero.
In her mind she raps the words to Kanye’s heartless.
Putting her lipstick on she covers the taste of darkness.
Appearing very calm on the exterior.
She does her best to hyde the organised hysteria.
Bracing herself for an internal war.
She gives him one last look as she walks out the door.
Choosing never to become the town’s next slave.
Freedom is a prerogative of the brave.
Poem by @sugaroc
Drawing by @london_artist
Poem for day 15 of my 30 day poetry challenge