Aborted, appraised, alert it ephemeral
Anachronistic in poem
it's what phobia does
Deep sleep oh forever one
to few
Xenophobia beget trepidation
mother of them all
Antithesis...
Sickbeds felt what I know
What I know as untimely deep sleep
knocks
Friend to death but
harmful and merciless
Now I know it cupidity to dearth
But not anymore,cos I know thee.