Crimson Bricks Tumbling Down
written by: O’Nika M
The weight we carry, light and airy like
a plume, a feather, oh contrary
heavy, crimson, red bricks laden
with pressure, stress building high
not letting up, we gasp
one brick at a time
remove each one
burdens less
exhale
aahhh!
NOTE:
Based on the Prompt – The Weight We Carry
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