Who could explain
The tears in one’s eyes
No brain could conceive
The terror that racks the soul
Striking at the core of the stories untold
Repudiating emotional weakness’ lies
Fortify that passion aroused on the inside
Air it in the gait of your stroll
Who could explain
Looking for the prize of the highs
There’s no denying historic rise
Hearkening ears unable to discern sounds
Refusing to shuffle or labor bemoaned
Emerging against the cynicism around
Who could explain
© Cecilia Myles 2019