Shelter from heat
Is that all we seek?
Wishing on a passing cloud
Is that all that holds benefitting clout?
Sing in my praise, before they sleep
Eat, pray, weep…is that the order of the sheep?
Come on by with a wistful must
Shatter those chains of an aged past
Unwilling though…you still find trust!
For look ahead, far deep into the light
A challenging sword, in all its might
Clearing boundaries…all around, left and then right
Herein lies my evergreen, vengeful delight!
A poem by Chriselda Barretto