In my early years

The future seemed so bright

My head was full of dreams

Hope was easy to ignite

The days were full of joy

My laughter never ceased

The only fear of mine

Were myths of violent beasts

I now look back and wonder

How I missed all of the signs

Was it fear or denial?

Is the blame even mine?

I did not ask to be hidden away

My parents chose to raise me that way

My initial thought ...

The fires burn. The beast rages. Protect. Proect the neck. Protect the hands of such poise and grace. HE is why WE Fight. He held our sin, so we could fall. In love? In lust? No more secrets. Reach for what you yearn. Learn. As long as you are breathing, you are fighting.

Taylor? Our CITY IS BURNING. OUR CITY of GOD. The soldiers await YOUR direction. Romeo? Yes. No sneaking. Love openly. No one’...

Our love was a City on Fire. My husband and I built our home brick by brick. Confiding in one another, we shared even our most vulnerable thoughts. My husband was my Prince Charming. I myself couldn't believe this fairy tale until it all came crashing down. Our love was a village filled with so many memories. I ran left and right with exhaustion, trying to save us. But every time I put out one fir...

I live in a city

That only knows heat

No Winter, no spring

No autumn, just summer,

And HEAT

And when the rain stops

And grasses form weeds

And children grow up

And we hit the streets

We work without water

Our bodies grow tired

I look at the sun and wish it would retire

‘Cause whenever it’s here

And the clouds are not near

We reach 40 degrees

And the city’s on fire...

It’s burning,

no more turning.

I‘m watching it burn down.

Standing here and I drown.

Drowning in my thoughts.

They‘re slowly killing me, no doubts.

I can‘t stop the process.

I‘ve never cared less.

I don’t have a chance,

to stop the fire-dance.

Flames are winding trought the wind.

But they will never be kind.

It’s fire, but I‘m drowning.

All the thoughts keep me sinking.

And I started thinking…

...

“ I was either going to die a hero or live long enough to be the villain, Wasn’t I. The little girl left in the fire. Clutching her little teddy bear. Abandoned. They just forced reality. The raging whirlwind surrounding everywhere I went. Like a wall all around me covering me from human interaction or even solemnity. All my life was a joke wasn’t it. You ruined it. I stand alone. Little baby, don...

Flames. Everywhere. Consuming everything with a boundless greed. I hear the shrieks and screams of my neighbors, fleeing as their houses crumble at the relentless will of the fire.

I myself only stand, watching. What else to do but watch as the very place I call home goes up into a raging inferno.

I hear a sharp snap, followed by the eerily merry crackle of wooden support beams burning. Climbi...

I was only seven. When they came. Smoke. Fear. Blood. Like birds from the sky, they flew away leaving the city in ruin and taking my parents. They left the city burning up, the deadly fumes killing many at a time. I have remembered that day ever since, ever since I was abandoned.

I sat hunched over in a dark alleyway, grasping my teddy bear. Tears streamed down my face. Until someone touched my ...

The world is burning

But they tell me I’m wrong

As oceans rise

And kingdoms of plastic conquer more land

I am slowly choking

While the world dies

Trapped by my own knowledge

Watching everyone waiting to see who will put out the fire first

While they add more kerosene to the pile

In the very City I love

Things are falling apart

I pass people with beds of concrete

While guns are being used like...

Brick by brick,

We tore down the

Monument of oppression.

Years of breaking

Our backs without

Mercy had led to this.

We would support

Them no longer.

This towering prison,

Made from our labor,

Had held the establishment,

Caressed the egos

Of our standard bearers.

It had stood for

Generations, staring

Down at us with its

Opulence.

Now, all that was left

Was a few crumbling walls.

But that isn’t en...