I Maunder Poem by Sam Price

I Maunder



I’m wanderless
I wonder

Want to escape
To way out yonder

Thought life was perfect
My blunder

I don’t ask for gift vouchers
I plunder

No lighting flash
Just thunder

Is this making sense?
I maunder

I’m sorry

Can I fight any longer?

I’m wonderless
I wander

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Sam Price

Sam Price

London, England
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