Today I awoke to the sound of gunfire.
Last night I slept with the spiders.
These dangerous days reveal the truth,
but they are not my destiny.

I’ve escaped from the forest before.
My fear of destruction drove me back.
I will fill with courage and leave again.

I can open my mind and see many paths out.
I am growing secure in my decision.

I will make the final trek tonight.

W. Wayne B.

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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