The Awesome Stranger

The awesome stranger looked at me

So afraid to hold him

Because of fear of the unknown

He called out to me with his luring eyes

Begging me to take my share of gold

The unknown kept holding me back

Telling me to stay put never to move

Packing on its many bricks on my back

Adding its epitome of negativity as an extra load to carry

I forced my way up but failed miserable to stand up

With eyes wide open I saw the awesome stranger stretching out his hands

Even his reassurance to help falls on deaf ears

Even with his irresistible perspective

I was forced to look away

Even though my heart yearned to hold him

The unknown held me tight telling me he will never let go.

K.Jones