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I have always wanted to be nocturnal,
To Live by the light of the moon.
There’s something about the stars – they’re eternal.
I pray the sun sets soon.
He swears on his mother's life he wasn't there.
And if he was there
he swears on his mother's life it wasn't him.
And if it was him
This poem is published in the Tell Me the Truth About Life: A National Poetry Day 2019 Anthology
The playground is built on top of a graveyard.
Press your ear to the tarmac and you'll hear the undead
scratching on their coffin lids.
This poem is published in the National Poetry Day 2019 Anothology on the theme of truth.
This poem is in the National Poety Day 2019 Anthology on the theme of Truth.