Musing:  Stressful Days


Stressful days take away the joy in my evening meals

With back aches and a weakened body I struggle to feed

When the day is spent and my thoughts long for my needs, 

The stress will then set in; feverish and broken feelings


Before this noon, I have had some tea and milk

And had walked under the suns heat for long

I had endured the malevolent Harmattan wind

And those combo has made me very weak


Now look at my face, see how I show my fatigue

The long lines and the pain Stress has caused it, 

She has taken my strength and flung it to the wind
And had made me a refugee in my own body

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