Reborn

Published in isbn-1-58235-564-9-Library of Congress-USA

Copyrighted to Rahman, brigitte ArletteJAIL OF THE HEART

My heart is dry with drought,
All the walls erected in my soul
crumbled at last..
And I know that
the skin on my heart
soon will rip and tear;
and I will be re-born in innocence

My thoughts of pain and strife.
will not lie in waiting,
for the absence to come
and fill my nights

The shape of suffering
has been stripped bare
in my soul
and when I die
I will recognize your face
in the death mask
for I have lived on earth
in my own truth...

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