It was a tumultuous sea
I was drowning
The rain would not stop
I did not really want to live
Yet I was struggling to breathe
Water clogging all
the pipes wanting air in my body
Why should I fight this storm?
Why should I live?
“Age of reason” title of
a book flashed in my head…
I was not getting the reason
The emotional reason
The rain lashed , swords of light
cut the sky in branches
It was bleeding rain…
No body in sight
Then I saw your stony face
It said nothing
But your eyes spoke everything
Since then I am searching for
the owner of those eyes
I continue to see stony faces.
And hear your voice borrowed
by those who obey you
in all good faith
Puppets do not know your script

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