Iron Will Poem by Abdullah Musa

Dark cloud
garthering from a
magnified thought

Dreams weathering into grimy sky

The world smoking out of smoking pipes

The guiter of sorrow pierced into grieving ears

Pains uniting souls
in school of pain

Now
Sorrow in favor of solace
many tongues yet to grow

Meanings mean no meaning
yet meant to mean

Perhaps
tears of heaven
will nurture earth

Perhaps
liberty still
grows at mounting tops

Else
Will
weaved with will of wills
into the wheel of wills
will ride into
eternity with
flamables and kindler

Perhaps
rose will grow from pool of blood