By Andrew R. Duckworth
Things get darker overhead,
Voices cry out from the dead-
“Can you see the warning signs?”
And most will linger in their bed
Ignoring goings on instead,
Unwilling to read between lines.
Poetry and Essays of Andrew Ryan Duckworth
Poetry, Short Stories, and Shared Experiences of Andrew R. Duckworth
By Andrew R. Duckworth
Things get darker overhead,
Voices cry out from the dead-
“Can you see the warning signs?”
And most will linger in their bed
Ignoring goings on instead,
Unwilling to read between lines.
Sadly, you are correct, Drew.
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