While the World is Breaking Apart
I cacoon myself with Writing
It’s not a Distraction rather Santuary
From the World that feels fragile like Eggshells
I Write until my Fingers Hurt and
I have no more Stories to share for the day
I Write so I can avoid Reading and Watching the News
Because with every Page I flip and every Channel I switch
I’m greeted with sad stories instead of Good stories
So I go to Write in order
For one Story to turn into another
Inspireing and Entertaining People who Wonder daily
When will Narmalcy Return
Written by Muniza Master
