Eyes Wide Shut

Tue, 09/26/2017 - 20:53 -- SWAK

If a picture is supposed to be worth a thousand words, I'm intellectually encouraged to paint a portrait on each line of each verse.

Study how I merge these verses with words not often heard, immersed with distinctive adverbs to curve the mind to learn first.

Last night I had a dream I was flying higher than the Eiffel, my left wing was the Quran and my right wing was the Bible.

I occupied a position of equal spiritual distance, searching the land for redemption between so many different religions.

While I was paying attention from the beginnings of Genesis through to the end of Revelations apocalypse, the Egyptians froze it encodes as hieroglyphs and all the profits exposed it shown quoted through the scripts.

It was amongst all the rewards from war when it rains and pours the art of war is hard to ignore especially when blood is the sport.

Streams of blood ran throughout the streets deeper than twenty thousand leagues, as I reached for the surface of the sea trying to breath only to realize it was just a dream.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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