Welcome to Word Play Wednesday!
Word Play Wednesday is a weekly feature of written and spoken word poetry. I will be sharing my written and spoken word poems in addition to poems by other wonderful Poets both past and present. If you are interested in sharing some of your poetry, feel free to buzz me and we can work something out.
I hope that you enjoy reading and listening to our thoughts, feelings and rants and in many ways relate to some of them.
Enjoy!
This week I will be sharing a poem I recently wrote . I hope you like it.
Band Aid
365 and counting.
Hidden behind your shield,
you are losing life.
You are bleeding
blood mingled with tears,
pleading with destiny,
telling history,
do not repeat again
here.
There is nothing to gain
from this pain
that knows no bounds.
That leaps from generation to generation,
cycling down in a spiral
rabbit hole
Dark,
Dingy,
drowning.
You cannot swim.
You cannot save a life
heavy laden with
wounds of the past
that never heal.
Wounds of the present,
fresh,
Oozing anger, loss, shame, rejection.
You cannot stop this madness
Until,
You shed this weight.
Ripping each band aid
that covers every inch of you.
Do not look to the left or to the right.
Do not look to those who will look upon you as damaged.
Look up!
Allow the sunlight to do its work.
Allow for air to graze over every cut, every wound.
Watered with grace and time,
You too can grow new skin.
You too can heal.
-Biyai
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