Over the hills, mountains and valleys
Lies beauty untold and mysteries unsolved
That which is only wondered about
As where things are pure, good and great
A place yearned for like a distant land
Only to be reached in the afterlife
Tag: poet
Pain Gain, Poetry by Patsy Jawo
Stomach twisting pain
Surely death has come
I am alive
But how come
Brought me down
To my knees
Another reminder
Human mortality
Just how fragile
I am humbled
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