My entry to @terrycraft's Steemit Poetry Contest #10

Loop

Trapped in a dark room
Filled with fluid as you roam
For nine months of being alone
And with scream and pain, you are born.

Crawl, stand, and then fall
Until you learn how to walk without a wall
To talk is your mother’s next goal
And have a profession as you grow tall.

Proudly walking with hips swaying
Till your knees and back are aching
Hair turns grey with wrinkles display
And then back to the darkness, physically.

Source

💋 kneelyrac 💋

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