Take me home,
To my city of fire,
By the river that runs
To the sound of my breath
/
For my throne,
The red funeral pyre,
For too long
I have left empty;
/
And my children
Have grown into demons,
Spilling blood
At the altars of lies,
/
And my house’s been
Infested with shadows,
And my gold crown
Has lost its wild shine;
/
Let me dance
In the heart of my city,
Where I’ll fight one more battle
With fear
/
And when at my feet
It falls, defeated,
I will once again
Roam free
Another powerful poem.
Thank you so much! Inspired by my recently finished sleeve tattoo – of the goddess Kali.
This is so good!
It’s great to hear from you, Carl! Hope you are doing well!