Just a tumbleweed


My life has become like that of a tumbleweed,
It just keeps rolling in the harshest environment,
People and things have become nothing but a mirage,
I can only see them there,
There so close but yet so afar,
I can’t touch them like I used to,
I wonder when my life will be real and fulfilled,
I wonder when my tumbleweed will stop rolling
In this harsh environment,
When will this Pandemic ever stop,
It evil deadly heart,
So this world can be revived and unmasked,
So people of all race and color can come together,
Holding hands can see the worlds peaceful heart,
Beat again.

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