scars from one rusty December
still raised on the tender
flesh left after that thing that
happened on that day
or that night
I don't really don't remember
cuz I lost my light
my faith in you that night
when you told me that
the wounds that were tendered
would taunt me
remember
what happened that night

What happened that night,
was the inevitable manifestation
of a thousand disrespects.
Some subtle, most not.

You bought out the worst in me
and named it 'Love'.

:)

Was the inevitable manifestation
of these finger shaped voids,
raked through touch starved flesh
to torture, or to teach?

Empty fissures easily leveled
by strokes of affection.
If only this crevice laden terrain
would intersect such loving hands.

Perhaps the ache of this deprivation
is neither punishment, or lesson.
It is though, a prominent resident,
at the forefront of my soul.

To torture, or to teach?
You taught me what I do not want
or need.
Suffering builds character!

I am a bold faced moko woman,
chiseled, chiseled and chiseled again.
My ancestral strength
numbs my physical.

I am She who watches,
She who knows empathy.
I will cry and keen the warrior song,
forgive
and journey on.

Forgive and journey on.
Dusk lives to rise the dawn.
Stretching heart lets out a yawn.
Love awakens in fluttering fawn.
No longer shaken, fear be gone!
I am not fates lonely pawn!

No longer shaken, fear be gone!
Love is my castle I built alone.

The walls adorned with good fruit.
The foundation fashioned to mute -

All.

But the voices of pilgrims pure.
Seeking solace, rest and much more
than what has been before.

But the voices of pilgrims pure,
often drown in the wake of the sorcerers lure.
Are not faint yet seem lost in the noise.
Thwarted by Royals wielding tempting ploys.
Left stood are the sturdy few,
clever spells are no match for their fortitude.

Plant those feet

bang the drums,

play sincere

sweet lute strums.

Sing your truth

bare your soul,

speak with couth

self control.

Leave some space

seek what's wise,

let good grace

be your prize.

Then your days

upon Earth,

will be bathed

in humble honor.