A SENSE OF CAUTION

I call you to rise

From your shadows

To try and cast away

Into the exiled world.

An attempt to abort

The unpleasant feeling

Bathed in torrents

To drown the unhealthy.

A lease of fresh air

I inhale to clense and remove

The surroundings

To the bowels of the earth.

The shadow that stick to the heels

Is the companion of solitude,

A friend

Who never deserts.

Paying the ingratitude

In the coin,

Comes to surface

In the long run.

But, still for the memories

Of the complexities of life,

Caution

In the background of our consciousness.