Liberation

drenched in rays of sunshine,
saturated in the glory of the wind,
my eyes now look
toward the heavens for
restoration of my soul.

clutching pieces of moonlight,
drinking the shadowy mist from
the night air,
i engage my battle with long
sleepless nights, hoping for
mornings return.

my desire remains
unshackled,
unchained,
unleashed,
as the revolution gathers at
me feet.
bloodshed on concrete steps as
black voices shout.