JOURNEY

I have stepped into the lion’s shit
I clean and the stench won’t leave
I am stuck:
Forward is a dark Savannah
with poisonous snakes,
Backwards is the den
of starving lions.

I am backed to a corner where
I eat my remains which does
not ever seem to be enough.
The sun taunts me,
The rain washes the
Bitter of the earth
Towards my bottom.

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