Searching For A Way Out Poem by Gerry Legister

Every day distraction of unfamiliar faces
Their gods were at opposite poles,
Naomi spent lonely days gardening,
She did not understand what was happening.
Searching for the best way out,
Suppress her feelings by walking about.
She cried when her heartbeat died,
Comfort brush the past and tried to hide.
The time, doing something to distract,
Long enough that sorrow may forget.
For a while, it was good enough surviving.
But then, she started to think
Everything they had, gone in a blink,
The daughters she had, no one to find
That were fine and could incline.
Restored memories of the character died,
Confined in prison of her own mind,
Convince it was time to return home,
Even if it meant living on her own.
Walking around to find some purpose,
Life certainly would be a better repose.