RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Eyes Of Prayer - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Turned inside out, feeling sorrow that
living heaps upon us.
Retching interiorly, being collapsed
upon headstones of yesterday, not knowing
where anything will lead us.
Standing upon memorials to one another,
catching tears in all our eyes of prayer.
Hoping one day to be recognized for who we
are and not what we have done.
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