LOST
LOST IN HERSELF "Woman behold thy sons......... Her cloud covered with fear As lids dripped drizzles of tears Offering her blood to buy his ransom She waved her lashes like flags of freedom Freedom from torture Freedom from hate Freedom from creatures he came to liberate She shuddered "It is finished........... Make a drainage for her tears Before we be flooded Chase her beyond the squares Where is she headed? Has she lost sanity? A child of her virginity Has sorrow turned her elf? Has she lost herself? "He is alive.......... Show her a photo The nailed holes, a logo Trap him in a sketch Spare her the search Search of the tomb The ossuary and shelf Search of her womb So lost in herself