Dada, Peas (Poem by Kephra Rubin)


Dada, Peas…
By Kephra Rubin

Her eyes well
They beg
Rain falls from them

She reaches out
She screams
It sounds like: Dada, peas…

Peas don’t go
Dada peas stay
What can I do?
Other than go away?

A society lead astray
A nation of absence
A home of struggle
Ends meeting under strain

Maybe some day
Break free from this thing
And play together

Maybe when I’m old and gray

Dada, peas…
Who cares about things?
What about us?
Aren’t I part of your dream?

Reach for me,

Dada, peas…

By Kephra Rubin
Copyright Kephra Rubin 2016

Next poem: The Night Will Turn to Day

I post as often as I can, but due to a slight case of dyslexia sometimes it is difficult to post quickly. I have to rewrite my work many times for it to be clear and concise. Subscribe and you’ll always know when I have something new up. Thanks in advance.

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About Kephra Rubin

I am slightly dyslexic and have a difficulty with writing. It's because of this that I try to write as much as I can. Lately my writing has improved quite a bit and it's thanks to everyone who reads and posts on my blog. Sometimes it is difficult for me to post as regularly as others do since everything requires a lot of rewrites. Subscribe to my blog so you always know when I've got something new up. Thanks in advance.
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One Response to Dada, Peas (Poem by Kephra Rubin)

  1. Pingback: The Night Will Turn to Day (Poem) | Kephra Rubin

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