Messiah - Uzo Nwamara

Messiah

my blind eyes
rove searching
for you

i am your
dog sniffing
every wind
for a whiff
of you
daily like the
dewy dawn
i see
you come
and go
wet with
promises
coming and going
leaving me dry
the death of
the eyes is
not a great
tragedy
the death of
the soul is
i see you
at every touch
of dawn peeping
at what you
have left of
my heart
dearest i am
still here blinded
by love
chained in
this cave
by feelings
for you
a slave
to your
charm
bound at
the feet
of your
rejection
i am here
with nose in
the air
and ears to
the ground
grabbing every
scratch of
your coming
or going
here i am
still your
blind bartimaeus
waiting for
my messiah
© uzo nwamara
19/10/16.