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This time  
  stay.
when you stay,
  stay still
Still.
Remain.
This time,
  breathe
breathe crystals.
Clear.
melt
into a calming ocean.
  stay still.

This time
  
stay

right here.
 Dec 2019 Bugs Spencer
Asonna
I love a sunburnt country,
but now the land's ablaze.
the oxygen we breathe has turned to dust
yet our request for help is denied.
I love a sunburnt country,
but there's not much left to last.

Firefighters aren't getting paid,
Neither are their bills.
yet our leader claims we're all fine
but he can afford to jet away.

The wildlife is damaged.
Koalas are losing homes.
much like the population
as the fires rip through their walls.

I love my sunburnt country,
but this has gone on too long.
while it's nice you're in hawaii Mr. Morrison,
everyone else is left to stand alone..
As each day passes I can feel myself slowly losing a part of my identity
falling into the black abyss of insanity
Once again this disease has become all consuming
eating away at my mind
I feed myself the same lies
stomaching the pain of this decaying body
Mind clouded by malnutrition
Once again indulging in this slow form of suicide
He’s always there
In the night and day
Protecting me, if scared
Keeping me out of harm's way

My knight in shining armor
A poet and a writer
A doctor if needed too
He comes out of the blue.

He’s also a scientist
Teaching me at every step
I wonder, Is he ever wrong?
As i try to comprehend

Pushing me always to do my best
Never settling for any less
He helps me achieve all my goals
Punishing me lightly when i do wrong

A teacher, soldier
And my best friend too
Let me ask you a question
What is your father to you?
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