Its Raining - For Ferguson
It’s raining….
Clouds is all WE see.
Darkness looming at every corner.
It’s raining….
Hail is coming down.
From all angles.
Darkness looming at every corner.
It’s raining….
Thunder echoes our ears deaf.
Clinging at the rear.
Of our broken bridges, we fear.
Darkness looming at every corner.
It’s raining….
Mist cowers our eyes.
Wiping, we feel them burn.
Burn in anticipation as we stretch to see.
To see and save our own lives.
But darkness looms at every corner.
It’s raining….
Our feet move fibly.
With only blind courage we walk.
They hurt in response.
We have to move we know.
The bridge is only what we have to cross
But again darkness looms at every corner.
It’s raining….
It’s raining our hearts heavy.
It’s hailing our efforts vainly.
Thunder overpowers our voices quietly.
Mist forces our eyes not to see clearly.
Our feet hurt to make us walk steadily.
Darkness looms to discourage us slowly
It’s raining….
We fight on in the rain.
We shout “justice” despite the thunder.
We brave on against the hail.
We struggle on to see above the mist.
We move, we run with our feet.
For justice is what we want.
Justice is what we crave.
Even when the darkness looms over.
We will fight on for progress.
after watching a clip from Michael Brown's mother, Eric Garner's widow. I was touched on the amount of killing going on in America, we hear it in the news, social media, everywhere. Whether its just or unjust circumstances our prayers are always alive.
© Herzel Poshiwa
Copyright © Herzel Poshiwa | Year Posted 2014
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