Night & Day Poem by Mark Heathcote

Night & Day



Night & Day, I've feared to breathe
Feared to find the keys to unshackle-
Myself; I've frozen with disbelief
Have at times lived like jackals.

Night & day, when I was a prisoner
Emancipated like a thief with pockets
Full of plated silver, a Jailhouse chiseller
Wishing, hoping to be sprung from life's lockup.

Night & Day, I cried for an early release
I prayed my heart would stop
I prayed it would falter and decrease
And someday soon be decease.

But night & day it just beats on
Like an endless repeating kettledrum
But night & day it just played on
Till one day it sang like a harp high on loves adrenaline.

Now any time I hear or feel it
I feel happy night or day
Night & day I feel happy to feel it
I feel happy night or day to feel it.

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