Tuesday, 25 April 2017


It's a familiar friend
One that makes me aware of it's presence.
A loud knock on my ever shut doors.
A teacher with rude remarks
A lesson too hard to forget
An unpleasant place for heavens preparation.
Friend or foe
I know not
But what is darkness without light
What is day without night
So what is joy without pain..

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