This poem is also for this week’s DP Challenge.
Can you see that cloud of belief,
The one that’s still holding your aura,
And trying to force out that rebel,
Making you believe, in your beauty and flora.
It’s inside you, beyond the wreck,
Yes, it has always been there, away from mob,
Through the fences of seclusion inside,
And it says:
Be happy, cheerful, (don’t sob)