Via Delorosa

I don't like the idea of anyone

suffering alone

and then I pause to remember

way back home

in the creeping black of nights

body succumbed to pain

pleading to the sky

for the keys to heavens gate

reciting "please pick up" to memory

wanting echoes more than bread

hopelessly emaciated

starving for words unsaid

Please soothe

my troubled mind.

Now unfurling with time

Barren and unbound

Falling like lightning

Standing on earthly ground

I've got thunder in my eyes

a pending storm in cries

I am not your friend

and you are not mine.

I bare my cross

through green laced jungles

your soles couldn't find

Dragging over the darkness

Scrapping back the land

Harvesting the seeds of man