Wednesday, August 20, 2014


It hasn't stopped yet
this bleeding from my weakened soul
with no feminine products in sight
no one offers a bath
they would rather watch  me drown
as I drag myself to touch the hem of His garment
I am invisible to the rest of the world
who turns a blind eye to me
reaching out to the shadow of the Almighty
who knows my name
and never forgets every detail of my life
even though the dust has covered the road
that I have walked many times over
trying to find relief
and He says:
“Go and be made whole”.

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