Poetry: From Before

From Before

It is time,
Fare thee well.
My dear, I have to go.
It hurts, but it inspires us to grow
And to overcome adversity.

It’s time,
The bells have stopped.
My dear, you must let go.
It hurts, but it inspires us to grow
And to overcome adversity.

The road is long,
The path is steep,
And the air is soaked with fear.
It’s tearing apart
Our families, friends,
The peace we hold so dear.

Hear the screams and the drums,
The music of war,
The unfortunate, watch as they fall.
In truth we have faced
Demons but replaced
them with our own selves forevermore.

The rain pours down
Relentlessly,
The cold chips at my face.
Head bowed to the ground
My hopes, my dreams
are gone without a trace.

The regret and the shame,
Much deeper scars
Than innocence that now seems so far.
Look up with a cry.
Yes, pray to the sky
That you do not lose who you are.

Loss and the shame,
Much deeper scars
As we sing to the music of war.
At the end of our fuse
How I wish I could choose
For it to never end this way.

For it’s your glance that seems
to burn my skin
As the fortunate fall to the floor.
As the bodies pile high,
It’s our turn to die.
Maybe we’ll find that peace from before.

Wake up,
Friend of mine.
I know there’s no more to give.
We’re safe and it inspires us to grow
As we rest in peace for all eternity

Amen.

(Copyright: Chanel Martin Ramirez 02/06/2015. All rights reserved)

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