Innocent October Burns

Innocent October Burns

How does this poetry speak to you?

Crying wind chill the bones with biting nerves in prayer whispers. The day dawns fogs draped across the wailing wind, burst of light flicker morning shades dark, howling dogs bark and fretting hearts murmur, shiver cold cradled warm with dripping leaks gives no rest, raging morning terror struck, fire lit went sudden cold, rented rooms sudden shacks.

Help cried loud, houses went flat, the storm breaks from heaven gate, hell rains upon October morn, mourning kept to seal the day, happy went sad when maah was gone, sadness steals every breath, October gave no greater pain, history writes a sweeping rain, ancient voices brought to fame, no prophet’s voice could take the pain. Innocence was gone, anger burns, looters loot, the morning spoke in silence whisper.