Rescued to Life

Nights distant in time, long as it seemed they were eternal,

endlessly spreading their darkness,

not knowing that it was scheduled, at dawn,

a new day, a new sun, renewed hope.

Ghosts, diseases, afflictions, with valid and stamped passports,

like sinister nocturnal animals loose adrift,

swarmed from house to house and soul to soul,

making villainous and sordid harvest for soulless lords.

Our parents and ancestors surpassed such olden nights

and today, free and forgotten of horrendous nightmares,

we dance and sing,

boasting and toasting in life’s feast,

throwing to the skies sound and honest a laughter.


Published in Purple Fire Publications, Oct. 13, 2018.



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