• khwesi_blayze 5w

    I scream at the world
    But all it does is to turn away from me
    Mother Earth rejects me
    Leaving a highborn son orphaned

    Huddled up in a coven
    I scribble furiously
    The ink runs from my veins
    The ink is my last hope, old friend

    My words avenge me
    Words in stark red
    Telling tales of an injustice
    Meted out to an innocentio

    Caved in my esplumoir
    Who will reach out to save me from it's jaws
    Who will hear my words?

    -K.blayze
    ©khwesi_blayze