A reservation of power

of discarded tears

of being crushed brutally

and forever always,

praying you are human.


Gaze deeply to uncover the morsels of faith and might

and chant my brothers and sisters;

and pray


The moon will disclose

your nights with you behind barriers,

your wounds, your scars, your broken dreams


The scorching sun will count your days

as you commence into the next life;

patience my brothers, patience my sisters


God is with you always!

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