Dominic Ewa Poems

The insatiable urge to make things work
The heavy heart that greeted me at dawn
The pain and agony of battles fought
All because I forgot to love myself.
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I was once in love which turned to hatred and now I am joyfully in love
I'd demonstrated faith, felt fear and still move mountains
I was free one day, in prison the next and back to freedom
I was rich a season, penniless the next and return to wealth and abundance
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Knock Knock. Expecting "who is there? ".
No answer. But I can see the light's on.
I can here footsteps, voices and the occasional cough.
So I called out as loud as my vocal cord permits.
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