Mind Wide Awake Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Wide Awake



Sleep has come upon my body, yet my mind is wide awake
and rapidly running through the gambit of rhythms.

Quickly and quietly bringing me into the light of this
world tonight

Prison bars unable to hold or keep me from the passion
of my being.

Holding tightly to the inner convictions of my beliefs.

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