! ! Lost! ! Poem by Fasika Ayalew

Dusk lingered on as I waited for dawn,
Freedom pushed the shell of oppression,
The surface just cracked, did not widely open
It is struggling ~ the devil is within
And I am struggling to soar
… still I am…

Lost in the clouds~
When will I see the sky?
Lost in the low
When will I walk up high?
Lost in my frown
Will my face ever smile?
Lost in the dusk
When will I see the dawn?
Lost in the past
When will I live the now?
Will I see the rose?
- I am lost in the thistle
Will I feel the warmth?
- I am lost in the chill
Will I see the grass?
- I am lost in the weed
Lost in the labyrinth,
When will I reach the end?
Lost in my labor,
Will I hug my baby?
Spanning my vision,
- far across the distance
Am I lost in greed?
- and settled for a glance
Lost in my fear,
Will I break free?
Will I arrive ashore?
High above the sea…