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drawing blanks


I draw a blank

strung between despair and hope

a whispered prayer

when I don't really pray at all


gather up, for angels need to become warriors


sow the seeds of compassion

divine grace

the land is parched 

despite the diseased rain


stabbed

innocence and love

songs of the forsaken

sprint through dark alleys

a shrouded moon

invites daggers drawn

the pistols cocked

and lethal guns

awaiting ... trigger happy


must we be so

should we not grow wings

and hold the ones who cannot

soar into cleaner skies

breathe

breathe

breathe

this present chokes


in this battle

there are no winners

just a parched earth, despite the rain

and a bloodied petrichor


© Sandhya Suri