Depth Is Illusive Like A Bad Dream Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Depth is illusive

like a bad dream

unimaginable in scope

like the cornea of the eye

trying to fathom

the bottom of the ocean floor

excruciating in pain more than

any amputation of a body part

dislocated in a rubble

in the heartland of Port-au-Prince

here heat has no friend

no depth for imagination

scouring mind and body and soul

lips parched dry as dust

stomach empty from hunger

all deep in despair

too weak to search for survival

blind hope knows know depth

for survivors among the dead

and dying or the living dead.