Remembrance 20-10-2020

(Series: A prisoner needs love) The train of time passed and left it furrows on foreheads. I want to release myself from an imaginary prison to the perfume of a future Tear down the vault of worries From the cell of sadness – heartbreak – depression. I take back yesterday from my pages A memory that return tears to the eyes A memory that return groan to the heart Tell those that sent them to early death; By their palms They’ll nurture their death in milk & livelihood beef Just as Pharoah nurtured his destruction (Moses)