How could I love what

breaks, beats, batters?

 

I battle a war only I see.

I feel.

I reel.

I weep.

 

I wait.

Shackled in despair

drowning without air.

 

You burn the life line

then say

"hold on."

 

We hold strong.

We make ashes speak,

our blood pounds street

corners.

Church pews

spew Black

Life SCREAMING

I matter with blood spatter.

 

The Blood shed for you,

for Me,

ignites matchless love.

 

You will

never

break WE.

 

Posted
AuthorBradford Everett