050411a Keep Going Poem by Manonton Dalan

050411a Keep Going



tired word i can muster
few left to continue battle
yet there's no letting up
adversary keep coming
from known stronghold
night surrenders to cold

coffee keeps blood boiling
wrenches for sure tight reign
stare a sign of silent scream
silence is a must in terrain
dawn came quietly; so fast
breathe still strong to last

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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