Positions of grand defiance

 

My heart is not so strong

and my eyes blur when

facing up to why.

 

It is your holding tightly the hands of others,

masked in the colors of the sunset.

 

You feeling the wind

all but my missing you.

 

Movement

towards where the logic lies

blockaded by self resistance

designated by god and his minions.
 

 

But I shall rise.

above the fallen

ashes falling from my hair.

 

Forever moved

beyond your earliest intentions

that I didn't notice when I was young.