Soon We'Ll Be Found - Poem by Carlos Gutierrez
The windows crashed into bitter shards of lonely confinement;
the wind blew sharp against the torn emptiness of my carcass.
My sight paroled the clearing,
My ears grew frenzied with excitement,
Even my skin found itself electrified at the mere thought of current events.
Teeth shook along the putrid insides of their cage,
Yet the event they warned of was exquisitely marvelous.
The grass turned inert, for it was nothing less than a god walking upon it.
To say that we had strayed from our sanity upon entering the haven of the clearing, was beyond our rights.
Our throats were to be shut as soon as our eyes were unstitched from the leather of our own ancestors.
Yet, there stood our feet on that clearing.
50 summers later, peace found its way into me.
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