Still With Breath Poem by Uloia Norris Moore
Still With Breath
I will draw not crawl.
The undertow laughs
as it drags me down
yet again it is that I rise.
I touch the sun
such fun.
The bullet pierced
flesh mended
new from within
healed now tis
just a scar.
The point of entry
from knives of past
still do leave pain
no drugs
from such
I live
I am alive.
Until such day
as all do come
I survive.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
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