The 4am question session #1

Did I,
in many honesties live through a thousand sweat filled nights
whisper ‘it will be alrights’
and wake to walk away?
Did I,
imagine differences where light meets truth and fades and did I dig with jewelled spade a grave for ‘yes boss’ in the shade of a stunted bush?

Did I,
in hastiness,rush to fast ,to meet the last of summer?
if so,
What was it for?
this sojourn where we burn it,turn it then to men again as we must go and tell me,who will show me,
what was it for?


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