Raising dawn / Poem by Susana Roberts

Poem by Susana Roberts

 

Raising dawn

Drop by drop
Light, more light
Inmerse in the horizon hidden trembling eyes
the race is a spy of the injustice
dawn is raising among violence,hunger ,starvation
the voice of the light is weak
and my hand is pending down the hill
the green is drying in the crossroad
with souls claiming
the forgotten heaven love
I see the hole in the palm
Since there,
a united brotherhood prayer
is giving peace
and a new shape to the Hope.

Copyright-Susana Roberts-30/10/17

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