LIGHT

what is broken
here
who is limping,
bruised -
who is weary
who is sick of it
who wants out
who dreams of deserts,
of hot sand and rocks
and wells stretching to the core
for want of water,
who desires sun
above all else,
who dreams of basking
in Ra's sweet embrace,
craves heat and light
thinks of running
all the time,
of slipping away
despite the consequences
the repercussions
the inevitable outcomes,
who?