Day 10: Against the Grain

Caution to the wind,

Let rage sing

And the dancers be the feet of destiny.

Hearts are opened

Like gaping wound crying out for healing.

From the fields of sleep, courage awaken!

Let loose the dogs of war;

Sniff out purpose hidden

Like fossils of a dinosaur.

It's the season of harvest,

And a victim of pain

Goes against the grain.

Akpan