My eyes are covered..I have seen death before
Through the eyes of a 3 year old child
When sweet nectar took her father
and left her to wonder
I watched as that casket took her innocence and mine
I am running...I have been left behind before
One who tasted poison honey on his tongue
and madness took him to a place where he envied
my peaceful dreams, a place that I could not stay
and stil be peaceful.
So I cried out...and he sailed away,into the sunset on the bay.
I am shaking....I have felt the fury before
One who breathed deep the smoke of ancients
and swallowed whole the fruit of the elves
And I saw his visions in multicolor each
time his fist came crashing into my flesh
Eventually his kindness flowed less than his anger...
he shook me awake
I am scared...I am learning to trust again
This one hears his own drum
This one makes me see beauty where there was none
This one who is lifting me from my darkness
I wonder if it is in vain...to feel so deep again
when he tastes the honey, takes the fruit will he still know me when he's shook awake.
Will there still be drums...or silence of conformity
will I look into a broken mirror
Will it be dark again with out him to call out my name
Will it change you like it did the others?
I am waiting...I am trembling but I am trusting...
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