End Endurance

October 5, 2007 § Leave a comment

The voice of hungry beings
have shattered these walls,
spread across the world.
There are no halls
to echo pain.
The bleeding of wounds …
no outlets to plug in beautiful melodies,
spinning tunes,
one light through a pinhole.
Who will see the power,
the maker of our soul?

 

© Sonya Rose

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