Misery Poem by Macwolls Kay
Misery
He stays a wake like the owl of the night
He tossed and turned like a kitten at play
But just before the earth is awakened,
And brightened by the morning sun
And just before the morning bird, has sang her golden tune,
She reaches out to break his misery.
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