Where are you now?
Where is your experience?
I saw you retiring in that hospital bed, and a spider web encircling you.
Your life has swayed from certain tubes connected to your fading body.
You held here within our light, but where?
The world has faded on you.
In return, you have languished in a coma from pain and suffering.
Where are you now?
Your friends were asking, Where are you now?
Where is Samuel?
Note : my friend in a coma, and he needs your prayers. Thanks.
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Petals (#Wattys2016)
PuisiA bundle of poetry. A pigment of our inner self. The process of our daily life.
