tasting the fall
death
the long shadow
possibilities
across ice torn visions
have you weakened
fallen
across the cries
of the banshee
a wind
a crazy crazy wind
a wind so deep
a water of silence
flowing
asleep
awake
yesterday
tomorrow
what might one see
if you chance
to remember
to retain
as the banshee cries
on a wind so deep
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
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