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Where We’ve Tread

Published by broussardlana on March 18, 2021

You take my hand

Like it is the natural thing to do

And we march toward Death’s gate

Yawning at us

Smiling that infinite grin

One minute a warrior

The next minute ash

and how did one misstep

in a dance meant for the adroit

go so terribly out of rhythm?

Published inpoetry

4 Comments

    • broussardlana broussardlana

      Thanks Debby! Yes, that’s right, just one step can make all the difference. <3

      # March 25, 2021

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