My voice cries out to the Nile River  
crying over to saying love me little,
love me long even in the strongest storms
scattered dreams you did not hear with me,
destruction in the late sun that makes  me run,
all my hopes and dreams to be set free
from the hurt and hate that stands before me,
frighten at the age of three when my mother
and my father left me puzzled in ignorance,
explore by nature of a darkened world,
I set alone and cry in the heat of the night  
No love insight not in fount of my eyes,
I would cry out to cleanse all my wounds  
that I held in my heart way too long,
humiliation from all strangers,
humiliated by not having no one in my life,
frightened, force in compelling pain  
praying for rain the never came,
touched unloved relationship with faults dreams
exploration with so many questions,
wounded a child of three when my mother  
my father had left me,
The Nile River is what they gave me,
a life of pains and shames that will never go away,
Nile River cry's within my veins.

Judy Emery © 1983
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery