Cold

Voices bottled up, far away…out of reach I still hear them, echoing in my brain I try not to believe the fear—the disdain So long I have avoided their gaze, But here they are again, at a distance— All ablaze! I toughened my shell that night, From the amplified words drenched in my hands I cried so many tears for no words came Unionized by grief and frustration, How could I ever embrace such abandon? I thought I could recognize by the fruits As they were right before my eyes But within their very cores, Tears blur the rotten cries The very words and deeds unspoken—untold The very truth you tamper and mold As fists clench—as confused youth look on! He fashioned you with gold! I hear gleeful harsh warnings—poetry—of the collateral damage of my brothers Running up and down the streets—rampant to get at others I try to see the beauty in every single shade But now, all I can do is pray Voices bottled up, far away…out of reach I still hear them, echoing in my brain I try not to believe the fear—the distain So long I have avoided their gaze, But here they are again, at a distance— All ablaze! All I can do I can do is pray All I must do is pray As the fumes of the anger light up today Destroying all trapped inside Splitting the atoms of our faith I promise you will fall!!! How gleeful you all are! I promise the unity is all a dream Nothing’s like it seems Inside, I feel blood boiling, but I cringe Refusing to add to the chaos My voice box bludgeoned by their fears Replaced with stranger’s tears Too long have I avoided my gaze In the mirror showing nothing but the hardened Unable to recognize the rot within I stay…I pray Until true words heal and answers free And the rest I leave in the hands that see Here they are again Within me, around me Surrounding me Frozen—cold… unfeeling, BOLD. He fashioned us with gold He fashioned us with gold