Harvest Poem by Janis Land Raymer

Demons
in your mind, in your heart
Demons
ripping you apart
Leeching your blood
feasting on your flesh
Piercing your soul
with poison arrows of pain
Lies, deciet
who do you believe?
He lies,
They lie,
You lie.
'Hindsight's 20/20'
but who needs a life
of 'if onlys'?
'You reap what you sew'
Planting was fun...
But it's time for the harvest.


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