yet we are all witness to storms
within us /thunder arguments/cloudy days
rainstorms of bucket criticisms/muddy worldviews
nights of isolation,when floods rose
up to our windowed eyes.We might not make this night!
Despair bone soup for one.Broken smashed hopes
You were there when the bodies of pasts were dredged up
as evidence of the murder of hope.Fingers pointed.
Hang your head.Struck and singed.Lightning judgements
hung juries,death sentences for thin green young
Quick strike/white flash!Instant (forgotten)illumination!
All that you see is a star.Falling.All that you know
is a spear of light/thrust from a Vulcan sky
bridge to an earth whipped in rains.
All that you know is now change.
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