Inside, by Shawna Holman

I only find it when I'm 
carefully tucked inside
myself.
It's a special thing
that I have--
I wonder if anyone else
knows this wonderful
thing.

It's so peaceful--
this feeling I have
inside me.

People say I've turned hippy--
Sometimes I don't care--
Sometimes it bothers me--
a lot.

I feel like the "Blood-Thirsty Peacemaker"--
I read about it once.

I can really want to reach out--
sometimes.
And others--
I'm a loner--
lost in a world--
specialness.

Love, so tender--
Hate, so vicious--
"Tear it all to shreds!"
My cry is only heard by one--
me.

I may never know--
if anyone else knows of
this wonderful thing.
It's so special--
this feeling I have
inside me.

© April '89

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