There was a desert windBlowing that nightIt arrived quite suddenlyMoving in from east to westDry and bitterJumping on meFrom the coreOf the mountain itselfPelting exposed skinViolently transformingMy budding expectationsFor the evening aheadThis momentThe very spot I stoodWould be oneNever …
Conflict
Warring
It bloodiesPushing from the inside RagingLet me outWanting to feel the airAnchored to the darknessFrom which it thrivesIt takes many formsEvil anatomyMaimingAt bestDestroyingAt worstLeaving behindSorrowGriefProbing agonyI’ve witnessedFirst handThe taking Of a precious oneYoung lifeVibrant lifeBefore …