Game of sacrifices | #NaPoWriMo 2018 | Day 8

Incapable of making pals

I watch overflowing canals
Wonder what lies beneath
Then over the endless heath
Keep looking for easy reply
Answers, hints to abide by
Waking up from the dream
I patch up broken, hurt seams
Keep working till I feel okay
Till I find the needle in hay
Keep wishing for it get better
For the bay to be less wetter
Every action has consequences
For most, with many inferences
Who can say who will win, lose
For me, this sacrifice is a muse.

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