At times
gloom hits suddenly
The black clouds
have circled the sky.
A memory comes back.
The day remembered.
Ode to the lost childhood
written in silence
Fear strikes.
A poor animal
lying on the road
mirrors a self.
Tears flow inside
my eyes.
Shame stops them
from flowing out.
I have been hit
by the darkness
the clouds have
showered
I have been knocked
by the memory
which I tried hard to forget
I am wounded
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