Yesterday, I felt the flesh coloured wind fly past me, But it wasn’t the wind, It was a fist, And that fist hit the wall, And the wall cracked, It crumbled into dust that, surrounded my lungs, Lungs that began collapsing, My mouth tried to speak, but my hearts beat couldn’t keep up, Then there was nothing, He said, “I’m sorry” All had been forgiven.
Today, I hear the loud crackle of thunder surrounding me, But it wasn’t thunder, It was a fist, And this time it wasn’t the wall, it...