The Great Divide

poem by: Clinton Strong
Written on Jan 20, 2016 

Outside himself he turns a glance,
To peel away the layers from all he sees.
For he who swings on the flow of dreams,
Sits across a field of silent screams.
To wait for one to call out to him,
From across the great divide.

 

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