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Sep 2016
What has happened to you?
Why do you ****?
Where is your place?
Have you given up caring?

Don’t you think about pain?
Are you too numb to feel it?
When you sleep
How do you release
The trauma of what you have done?

Are all things black
Cold and empty?
Is there any colour in what you see?

Do not ignore the
Green shrubs against pink skies
White clouds and street lights
Familiar faces
And birds on bare branches

Follow the green lights
And sunset façades
The running water
The buses and cars

All that is needed
Is a little time to soak it all in

When endorphins are low
And the body goes slow
Offer yourself some energy flow

Remember that
Fronds of grasses
Sway and glide
In the playtime of the breeze

And the world is but a collection
Of happenings
20th September 2016
Commuter Poet
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Commuter Poet  UK
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