The Missing Step. Poem by Tharindu Atukorala

The Missing Step.



They come, keep coming, it never ends
Sweet and mean, in every shape
Scorching waves ripple through
Crumbling hopes of coming through
A test they fail again and again
And fail to realize it’s a trial they face
An ordeal believed to be passed so great
I wonder what they miss at haste


11 March 2010

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