A WHEEL
IN THE MACHINERY
Morning dawns the distance
The night pledged its legion
to the day
Muffled voiced appear
What do they have to say?
Lament twist
like a knife to the bone
These streets lead to nowhere
Straight brows
morph into a frown
Unveils true nature
When it will be done with
this slipping away?
Nobody stays too long
Hoping to fill all cracks
Can’t banish the lack
I make my pledges in the rain
Hoping it will
cleans me from my sins
Baptised I arise from the ashes
Reborn again
Lamented hunger stilled
The darkness takes a hold
What pours out of
the wound
looks like the red rivers that will
unfold |