The Hunger

Shadows danced

on blood washed walls

as dreams would melt

on bended knee.

A pulse that beat

would hide the truth

in rooms that dripped

with grime & sleaze.

–

And I was there

with you my friend

whose hand I held

that led the way.

And as you bathed

in youths free love

across the throat

my smile would fade.

–

We took the heights

in shanty town

awash with

sacred chants.

We watched belief

that called my soul

yet burned

my silver dream.

–

And as we left

I felt your heart

warm within my fist,

that beat a drum

to warn myself

of life’s most

vicious twists….