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