Edges Of The Needles Poem by Ndina Kamaro Muofhe

Floating moments,
On edges of the needles
Barefooted manipulating the mind of time
On egdes of the needles

Music killed the pain
Its melody is the medication
Injecting meditation
You just have to pick a right song

Fallen souls,
On edges of the needles
Burnt to ashes within the hearth of their struggles
And get pierced by the edges of the needles
Fallen crowns from thrones,
Melted by burning edges of the needles

Kingdoms in a struggle
Lost angels
Burning in hell
Undying soul
Fighting the terror
Praying for courage
Courage that will blunt sharper edges of the needles