Red Poem by Izobelle Pulgo

night passed by so quickly
robbing me of my sleep
dusk creeping up so slowly
drunkards down under weep.

a lonely dark
of solitude
a journey embarked
light dare intrude.

floating away in a wayward world
i tried to grasp
in my dreams to me Allah told
a letter i failed to clasp.

a letter of secrets
mailed to my door
a letter of secrets
i held no more

for in bloody battles
it has been read
with shouts and screams and dying calls
a messenger of dread

and all we see now is red.