Sanity has left my head, pouring out from my eyes in a downpour of dry tear storms on the ground pounding of the hoofs of my heart beat as my soul marches on.
The chill of the worldwide wicked wind encircles my entire being and my skin retracts pulling tightly against the structure of my core.
My eyes see only night, only dark and only evil. Wicked hearts lying to each other and lying hands are all covered in blood and filth.
Man has gone full mad, for he is enticed, captivated and carried away by hate of fellow man and lust of self, leaving behind the smell of nothingness.
But, my spirit speaks to me in the midst of the clouds and I see the sunset is most beautiful when the sun shines from behind said clouds.
Birth is beautiful in dark of death and death in light of birth, roses bloom after rain from a gray sky and then the sun, while manure covers their roots.
Suddenly the warmth of love engulfs me and my being thaws, skin relaxes and my once dried outpouring tears wet themselves with the moisture of a kiss.
I watch my love sleep in each room where it lies for the night giving my thanks as I look in and supplicate for those who have not and the cycle begins anew as I wake from the night into a newly given day.
© Billy Charles Root
Excerpt from the book The Hyde I Hide
About the Author
Billy Charles Root was born October 21, 1975, in San Bernardino California and was for the most part raised by my father In Rialto and Apple Valley California. In 1995 I moved to Oklahoma where my wife Tina and I have nine children combined and 3 grandchildren. I have been a professional automotive technician for twenty years now and I still am for the United States postal service.
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