News that burns his heart, mind, eyes,
shake his head, inwardly sighs.
Does not recognize this place,
so much negative disgrace.
News that burns his heart, mind, eyes,
makes him wish that he could fly.
Run to sweet serenity,
walk with true security.
News that burns his heart, mind, eyes,
ignite his silent hurt cries.
Watch the blind leading the blind,
confusion runs intertwined.
News that burns his heart, mind, eyes,
point fingers to cover lies.
Narrative can sounds so sure,
deadly poisons sold as cures.
News that burns his heart, mind, eyes,
heat his hands as hopes arise.
Helps him regain his control,
contributes within his role.
News that burns his heart, mind, eyes,
forces faith to travel high.
Prays tomorrow turns out great,
ties his wishes on to fate.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What do you see #174 February 20, 2023
