Robert Allan Fernandez
In the midst of the sharp-pointed rays of sunset,
Pouring down to the endless horizon.
Circulating the ball of life, creating an epidemic of suffering.
Here I am….. Trying to write something as beautiful as you are.
So numb of what’s happening around.
Then, night falls down, covering every inch with darkness.
Darkness which give demons the freedom to spread and seal out the plains with fear.
And people, deeply wounded, climb mountains…... Hiding.