
It rises like a crescendo
Steady and quite sure
Then falls like a cliff edge
And I know of no cure
The turbulence meant nothing
But another leap to me
On my insane, lonesome voyage
To Ho Chi Minh City
I forgot my education
(Wait â what’s my name?)
If everything were to go wrong,
Then I would be to blame
It rose like a crescendo,
Fastened onto my heart,
Then fell like a cliff edge,
And pierced me like a dart
I had done it! Reached a place
That I knew nothing of;
Despite the fear inside me,
One that I would come to love.
© Laura Marie Clark
Excerpt from the book âCity Of The Worldâ
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