There's bad trouble brewing; <br />A secret, can't be told, <br />So in angst we're coldly stewing: <br />Damnation's in the fold <br /> <br />A secret can't be told- <br />We're hostages of fear; <br />Damnation, in the fold, <br />As we hide our every tear. <br /> <br />We're the hostages of fear, <br />In this darkness, growing fast; <br />We must hide our every tear, <br />For we know this calm can't last. <br /> <br />In this darkness growing fast, <br />And the fingers, grasping tighter, <br />We know this calm can't last; <br />We can't make this burden lighter. <br /> <br />And those fingers ever tighter; <br />There's a bad trouble brewing, <br />We can't make this burden lighter- <br />So in angst, we're coldly stewing<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bad-trouble-brewing-pantoum/
