lacing my fingers together
I wonder
should I kneel
stand
maybe salute

although
I well comprehend
the rules
of a regiment

I’m at a loss
to know
what regimented rules
apply here

in this
nowhere space

a temple of clouds

unknowing
my corporeal self
struggles to convey
the solemnity
of my prayer

my plea
for their release

an uneasy supplicant

I ask myself
is my body
a curriculum vitae

will my plea
have more heft
if my posture
and form
are better aligned

if I stand tall
will my prayer
be that much closer
to the heavens

or should I kneel
so that my/their/our
suffering
will sink
into the cracked earth
spread out
and touch
the base of heaven

for those 59 innocents
held captive
tortured
deep
in the bowels
of hell

groping for answers
I try all three

I kneel
stand
then salute
the gray clouds

pleading praying begging
dreaming wishing hoping
for their freedom
on this
day 530
of their captivity

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