Testigo (O/S)

Mama Gaia sighs her cry from a womb

woe riven while our soot-swollen eyes blink 

@ Tyranny tearing us Down to space-dust 

Until even our rind screams-open 

Is this wound of Being singing of knives 

Cutting  in line-hushed our fate now falling 

Down and merging with ashes dashed like brains 

Against stones -no One to save us. The sea 

Still murmurs & rain falls like an echo- 

A sorrow sounds between bird call 

And streets

Cracked from where bodies fell like buildings God 

Struck. Numb & dumb we with throats scissored 

And scarred, too scared to speak the holy strangled so slowly