Great Protector, won't you come
and shield me from this pain?
Pass me an indestructible umbrella
to block out all this rain.

Mighty Savior, won't you find
me in my darkest hour?
Extend your hand to greet mine.
Please, don't let me be devoured.

Just Liberator, can't you see the
cruelties done by their hand?
Free me from these atrocities
and lead me to a glorious land.

Righteous Deliverer, don't take too long!
I'll be waiting here for you in this sea
of never-ending savagery. So,
please deliver me. Save me.

...

Why didn't you come, my Messiah?

Lift your wings
fly high up, let the
wind ruffle your feathers
while the breath of the earth
raises your eyes to the sky

Clouds bring their tears
scattered across great lands
showering the people with
burdens beyond bearing
unmeasurable grief

Broken branches wrap around
Tendrils rooted in my feet
Withered leaves fall gracefully

Vines create a facility
Their thorns block out the sun
Light rays gone, left with none

My own little world of rain
Almost like a metaphor
To the constant, perpetual petrichor

Falling down, down onto dirt
Warmth, won't you embrace me?
Dive face-first into a wet mud sheet

The sporadic pouring
of these harsh sand grains
slipping through my fingertips
out of reach, falling

Each speck a moment
Lost now, my useless mind
goes back, seeks, searches
but to no avail
my unlike body, remembers
in full and perfect detail

Memories of my future
on repeat. on repeat.
Playing back once more
to the self of no relation
who struggles to see
their own hourglass
Yet still, their mind haunted
by the grains yet to be lost.