
With heavy heart
and weighted dread
I saw the sinking sun
isolated in a white sky
Then flare blindingly
bearing down
as an uninvited guest
to morning’s awakening
Knots of fear
knitted into the pit
of a tangled mess
bottled up and kept
I stood on the edges
of the neighborhood
looking into a hazy view
confused in what next to do
Praying to God above
for a brighter sun
to turn the cheerless skies to blue.
