
Dead land.
Dead bodies,
Dead mouths.
Bitter, cloudy eyes.
Barbed wires dripping moisture.
Hearts the same.
Desperate sounds.
Whirlwinds take everything that starves.
With joy.
Eyes with flames hope endlessly.
With a song in their mouths.
Sunsets witness these.
From above.
Guiding into the rain.
Raising dust and rhythm.
In the wilderness.
They know.
They hold the helm tightly.
Signs everywhere. From tattoos and pain.
Knowledge and waiting.

Fire and light.
They rub the soil of the earth.
They hope.
Always.
About the Creator
RAOM
Turn every second into a moment of happiness.




Comments (3)
Really nicely written
This was soooo beautifully crafted. Loved it!
That was interesting.