Freedom From The Dead Earth

Written by: Christie Moses

where were you when my world stopped moving? 
your hands were there as instruments of pain 
to inflict raw red burns and 
wounds that lay hidden and bruised 
           on a child’s skin and….. 
on tender hearts that can’t fight back 

are you haunted buried six feet beneath… 
as I shivered at night and grinded my teeth?   
  
do you think of me and wonder what shreds 
I managed to piece together of my tattered life? 
  
tell me to let go and forget this hurt 
that winds like poison ivy twisting 
my heart into a mere tenth of what it could be 
strangled in a mass of life eating lies 
and mangled sorrowful soul songs 
                      (mourning the sword slashes)   

you never knew me and would you have cared 
if you did…would you have wrangled with me 
hanging on a hook while you dangled me 
helpless and crying beneath a weeping moon 
that still watches me with helpless eyes 
                                          (pity resting there) 
  
             a child is priceless 
(innocence is worth more than gold) 
            and taking their lives 
unforgivable….so I wonder…are you punished 

do you cry in your darkness 
knowing what you have done 

will it pierce a naked sky with madness…. 
your cry? Or is any semblance of sanity gone 
buried beneath your shawl of rabid dog bites 
and sad listless body 
wasting into the sun as it flows back to earth 
going nowhere as I flounder in my own broken fate 
     (swimming upstream as I slowly drown) 

loss cannot be retrieved.....for it is lost 
                 and letting go 
                                    (finding peace) 
is my way of revenge on you …. 
so I let go now…I am free of you… 

and I toss it all back to you 
careful when you catch it…it burns the skin 

the hands of destiny are crying out to me 
I pull that little girl out of darkness 
and let her see the sunshine again 
as she smiles in to the light and takes my grown up hand 
and I will keep her safe from you 

hate is poison and I let it go….it crushes me no more