The Road To Sanity Poem by Katusiime Jeresi

The long ago that was yesterday
is flying at the speed
of asphalt under this car.
Unlike your whiny sounds
the rains drop splitter-splatter
on this weather beaten tin.

The yesterday that was once now
left a parched throat
and only one wow
yearning for your wine
a soul twisting elixir.

The now holds no gold..
As cold kisses tender skin,
candle light silhouettes
a woman I once knew
was glued to your dark fate.