He saw

Her wings lay torn upon the ground
Her screams muffled; cries scorching her throat
As they tore at her skin
Shattering the stars in her youthful eyes
As she watched; dulled and empty

                                                          ­       He knew

As her hand fell flat; uncurled
Her mouth, a stretched echo of her suffering
Marred colours of reds and blues charring her soul and body
With a single tear leaping from her ghosting eyes

                                                           ­                                                                    He rose

With the final gasp shifting dust above her cracked lips
The thud of her limp body thrown against rotting carcases
And the darkening sky shedding tears in anguish


He cradled her to his chest; numbing and warm
A finger pulled down the lids of her unsee in eyes
Whispering you're safe now Zainab
I've come to take you home

Atoms swirl atop his head, a lattice of electron wonders
Words pool from her head, inky swirls on coarse parchment
Splatters of colours spread out, a mind of inspired chaos
Logarithms cloud his eyes as he speaks the language of algebra
So much talent in so many minds
Make us so beautifully human

Even in the darkest times
Even in the most horrific of events
As they beat us; trying to ***** out our light
They are infuriated to find us standing strong
Against the crashing blows inflicted upon us

Our spirits roar with every hit; defiant
Yet our bodies; fragile and weak
Crumple to the ground
Yet this satisfies them not

Because what doesn't **** us
Makes us stronger
Because no matter how harsh
Our pain and humiliation may be
Our fire and hopes burn brighter
Helping us hold on
And tear of our chains

You can whip my body
But my soul and spirit are free
They belong to no one
And as long as I remain steadfast
You will never be able to push me down

The scars of your lies cut deep
Your mistrust confuses me
Haven't we known each other for a long while now?
My soul I laid bare for you
But yours was kept cloaked from me
You're fine, you're great you say
There's absolutely nothing wrong; you can handle it
You lie to not just me but yourself too
And the damage done is *permanent

If I could but give it
To the child on the street
For Food, For shelter
And shoes for his feet

If I could but give it
To the woman who cries
Who withstands the beatings
Then hides them with lies


If I could but give it to the
Man who can't see
Who relies on a dog
For guidance, for love, and the freedom to be


If I could but give it
To the girl who won't walk
Who's waiting for treatment
While the doctors just talk


If I did but give it
To those most in need
Would you help the rest?
And could we succeed?

Jelly      is     the     perfect     example  
                    Of       how      I     wish     to     live     my     life
because     IT     wobbles       and        wibbles       almost    teetering
                     UnStable     about    to    fall   but    then   it's   a    trick
AS     it     falls     back     to     PLACE

REVERBERATING
                                           WITH
                                                                  SILENT
                                                                                         LAUGHTER