If the sky should fall
And leave the brittle bones of our living
Shattered
Like teeth in the blackened angry mouth
Of a hag
What then?
Do we weep salt tears
For that which is lost and cannot be found
Raise a fist in anger to a savage God
Who will not hear our cries
As we wander through our ruined lives
Looking for salvation.
Do we bend our backs?
Put stone on stone on stone and build a wall
Make it strong
To foil the ravening wolves
Of fear and cruel self doubt
A solid moat to keep them out
And us within
While we begin
Again!
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 12:27 PM UTC
If the sky should fall
And leave the brittle bones of our living
Shattered
Like teeth in the blackened angry mouth
Of a hag
What then?
Do we weep salt tears
For that which is lost and cannot be found
Raise a fist in anger to a savage God
Who will not hear our cries
As we wander through our ruined lives
Looking for salvation.
Do we bend our backs?
Put stone on stone on stone and build a wall
Make it strong
To foil the ravening wolves
Of fear and cruel self doubt
A solid moat to keep them out
And us within
While we begin
Again!
