Paula M. Puddephatt
Barbed Wire - Poem by Paula M. Puddephatt
If false floors and trap doors,
and those fences of barbed wire,
could not keep me away -
simply let me know how
unwanted, unneeded I am -
and hope that eventually
that might drive me away.
But I'll never stop caring,
and this pain that I'm bearing
is my privilege, a blessing,
like barbed wire caressing my soul.
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