Sing: A Poem

4/16/2025

(listen on youtube)

Sing of the shattering—

the shadowed abyss of despair.

Sing of endless hungry nights

snatching soul-deep. Sing

of the chasm where

hope once lived,

where shame has swallowed

the light.

Sing of the shards

(past and future)

sharp as the sounds

slicing psyche into

ragged strips of pain.

Sing of the silence,

sitting stone-heavy

on your tongue

suffocating

searing

slipping

into

the

void.

Sing

over

the

splintered

shards

shuttering

within your heart’s cage.

Sing over faded remains

(hope and desire),

swelling into seeds.

Tend to desert bones with

courageous tears,

life slowly seeping through

barren ground. Sing,

oh broken soul, sing

of the rosy-fingered dawn,

golden light knitting you

into being again.