Abducted On the Bridge
My spirit has been weeping for days
Yearning for a quiet place to stay
To hear strong words of wisdom
That will empower and nurture my wounded soul
The night's are not silent and the days
are rambunctious and noisy
people wandering up and down the treacherous bridge
faces as hard as ice and clenched fists positioned to fight
Nature is crying from within and the tempestuous wind is bellowing
The unapologetic moon peers deeply into my injured soul
unraveling the sordid mystery and radiating a furious energy
I am feeling sad but not confused I am kindled by own fire
parched from within and something stronger than I
is beckoning to come in
I watched the unruly crowd march about in droves
waiting for the command to execute a devious demand
I am locked down in deep sorrows nothing amuses me
I am stifled by the negative energy around me
Cars and trucks going in and out
Buses and trailers blocking the roads
and people pretending to be working but walking about
spreading toxic energy in the atmosphere
I escaped onto the lonely bridge
watching the moon burying itself
under the thick night cloud and
its glares disappears without echoing a sound
The planet slowly swept over me
and without warning something powerful abducted me.
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