The world around me
Ravaged by loss
I walk through mud
I need a belief
A penny
A prose
To yank me out of this
boredom
I can't read
Or finish
I sit in sadness
Fear
It's time for a creative revolution
YOU ARE READING
For When The Revolution Comes
PoetryMou Ghose returns with poetry of oppression, loss, and despair which often end with the silver lining of hope - because the revolution is coming. Copyright Moushumi Ghose, Los Angeles, 2016 - 2018
