Kela LewisMorin Poems

It swallows you whole,
Exceeds your control.
Apprehends your soul,
Until it has taken its toll.
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She was very sensitive.
As if the volume was turned up in her head.

She started using her mother’s sedatives,
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Here's a toast to the New Year.
Filled with new fears.
Accompanied by new peers.
Drizzled with new tears.
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She was not a natural socialite.
But her friends suggested they all went out tonight.
They told her she was always over worked and uptight.
And that it was about time she took them up on their invite.
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They say God only gives you what you can handle.
But lately I have realized that this cannot be true.
Every blow has the potential to blow out that candle.
So there is no guarantee that everyone will pull through.
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Eat up all your food, even the vegetables.
Do you know how many kids who would die for your plate?
Do not even think you are leaving the table.
At this rate, you can forget about going out with your mates.
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I am not British nor am I English,
I am a member of the planet earth.
My skin is black making it hard to distinguish
That I do not belong to any specific turf.
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We wait for the last possible moment.
Even when confronting our opponents.

To reveal,
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Please do not talk to me; I am not able to respond.
And do not give me that look as if something has to be wrong.

You do not need to delve into the shelves of my closed expressions.
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Do you love my insides?
You know the parts you can’t see.

The parts that constructively divide,
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