I’m giving you a glimpse of what I’ll be posting (soon) about my recent tour. Here’s an original photo among a myriad shots.
*Perhaps this picture doesn’t completely materialize the meaning of my poem I just wrote. It just serves as something to get you visualized.
here it goes…
Wide awake in the world of blurred vision
Loud enough to hear the softest tones for music
Flames and snow balls fused by raging opinion
Nobody noticed that oxygen turned toxic
Struggling against the raging storm as
The man passed through the darkness
Skirmished getting up from stumbling as
He stayed still midst of the whirling winds
Each stride he took was sustained
Therefore I must preserve my words to rhyme
Because if they would be maintained
Then I might also match his time
Chunked into pieces seeing him cry behind those smiles
Crushed when he turned away from the ones he love the most
But glued together as I discover his hope compiles
A myriad sacrifices sworn across that coast
Dared to ask him why and ask him how
He could endure the pain and chose to fight
Perhaps he’s troubled right now
He did not answer yet held his grip so tight
In lieu of giving up the faith he only had
He stood still despite the daily dose of frustration intake
Decided to join the battle and seemed just façade
Someday there’d be sense which we’re all trying to make
Rushing beats of heart opened up my eyes,
Found myself awake, seen through an open door.
Daybreak- But what’s gotten me more surprised?
In my dreams I chase the man in the mirror
Escapist no more.