Hailstorm Days

Hailstorm Days

It’s never enough

And I fear this fragile body

This façade of glass

In these hailstorm days

I fear never knowing

Never finding the remedy

For the fissures in my mind

The inner universe of doubt

I haven’t had my share

Of aimless crusades

Only treks through the bog

Ever deepening in the conscience

I’m in fear of life’s movements

 Its reverberating pain

 Long after the moments

Of infamy and shame

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