POETRY # 5 BAREFOOT | THE MOMENT I STEPPED ON
Was brought by these two untie.
Back from winter I was freezing
and cold but awakened by being bold.
When I was lost in the dark forest,
they are lingering, unheard screaming.
Woods were thorny, oh!oh! so rough and tough.
It’s a bloody night testing
how loyal they are to fight.
The moment I stepped on
it suddenly I realized how it feels.
I walk slowly and wishing to be a stranger
that no one else knows whom I used to be.
Remembering the sunny days trying to escape
and let the shadow covers from the heat.
Keep moving from different direction
and drowned with strong emotions.
Naked and painful but walking continuously,
appreciating the masterpiece of our great Almighty.
yeah