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;
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!