Heard/Arlington County Detention Facility/OAR writing contest, August 2021
Everyday, as I open my eyes,
Where is peace at?
A piece of me disappeared forever,
when I lost her way back.
They told me to trek my way
to this smorgasbord of fakery,
and maybe, maybe,
I can find her.
A whisper run through my mind,
asking how high I have to reach,
just to get a simple whiff of peace.
keep me going.
Just to be at ease,
without no one knowing.
Free me at last from the shackle of unknown,
and place me where a lotus steady flowing.
My enemies are gloating,
every time they see agonizing for a taste of peace.
My nieces are frowning,
Every time I don’t seize the peace lease.
I told them,
It’s only momentarily ya’ll can be at ease,
Before someone else pass ya’ll the peaceless disease.
please repartriate me back,
back to where I can get taste of idyllness.
And don’t you bring me back,
Without you tasting my wrathfulness.
When you rob someones peace,
The consequences might no be what you please.