Cravings

l look down in the valley of the dead

with spiders climbing vines trying to eat my brains

a sick mind of mine

across from me my sister kneels praying asking God for everyone to love ....her hijab soaked in blood

a naked woman ran infront of me with a sign reading....Death ...she cries

i stood still..numness to this...i thought of days when i ran to win....

the crowd shouts ....lift those legs ...come on morris....you got this.

My mother smiled...

i thought nothing else matters

Now i must put flowers on the graves