RHYTHM



Night When terror breathes,
Day when terror unleash,
Ubiquitous are the bullets,
Splinters of glasses,
Eyes bleed,
Sun has eclipsed,
Ghetto squeezes out the simplicity,
Manifested in a tender gaze.

Wandering in a quest for gentle breeze,
Lost in a blizzard of insanity,
Rhythm creeps into his being,
Whispers; defy gravity,
Spinning on his toes,
Arms outstretched,
Takes a leap,
Eclipse dissipates in oblivion,
Day dawns,
Flies he around with pigeons of peace. 

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