The Storm

the-eyes-have-it-abstract-saundra-mylesIn the storm
no eyes
blind
head back
mouth open to
the rain
wash the sorrow
& rage into my
soul no one
hears my cries
nobody
is coming
for to rescue me
no eyes
in this storm
brewing for
quite some time
need horses
need altered states of mind
need warriors with
painted faces and rituals
need naked courage
need it now
no eyes
blind in a perpetual
storm

About Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create; therefore I am.
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