Vicky

I do not have the words to describe the uniqueness of you You are the voice in the wilderness Crying out to me Not to just me alone Still you speak directly to my soul I am moved too places I have not seen Experiences foreign to my imagination I taste the dirt beneath your fingertips I am satisfied And yet I wish to consume more You drag me down Yet I am lifted by the brilliance of your thought I sit in the centre of the darkness illuminated by your light Each word written with purpose I cry and laugh I am shocked and desgusted I rip at my chest in anguish I feel the pain of those I do not know How is it that I live in a world without justice I was unaware I was part of the problem Until I read your words A voice calling out from the wilderness A strange now familiar voice I clap and clap and clap For you my STANDING OVATION Your words your words your words I am moved Thankyou Dedicated to Vicky Tsiluma the Poem says it all.