IN my eyes i see nothing
comes the ghosts of life
The sun comes burning
Secret elders of seven
look down and judge me
Upon a stone of iron
i struck with my heart
my hand on the sword
my love within my heart
a traveler of sweet words
All to be revealed.
To build a tower to skies
strong we were making life
and another Voice spoke
saying, “ooh. What they
can do if we allow them.”
And the Spirit of Love
touched each heart of
our men — we confused
speaking different
and the sun lost our eyes
As i screamed i said
oooooooh oooooooh
father you confused us.
Lost in creativity and
in insanity by the river
of autumn leaves ~~~~
so the four winds of
fear came and brought me
into the celestial sphere.
:: 06.09.2022 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 