Ember

The dark waters
carry us away from the past.
Turbulent and terrible.
We plummet downward
into the depths,
unable to anticipate
the obstacles
that jolt and threaten
our survival.

Our chests ache
from too little
then too much
air.
We mustn’t forget to breathe.
Salted tears stream
as we scream
our lips sting,
parched and pale.

The pace of our collective heart
slows
as peaceful waters
navigate the broken vessel
away from danger
away from unrest
away from uncertainty.

Return is not an option.
We must find deliverance
for ourselves
for our people
for our future.

November 02, 2018

SD