Broken Glass


I am light-headed

I am faint of heart

I am walking to my local independent grocery store

and then the change of colours start

The road beneath me changes from tar to

sparkling broken glass

The sun above in sparkling

shining pure white like a noble gas

My mind is feeling good

more hopeful than before


my body is still fighting its war

I am partly cloudy

with occasional patches of sun

I have fought too many wars

and so many I have won

I am not done yet

I will sparkle like before

I am not done yet

I will sparkle in peace instead of war.