Inspired by the darkness of nights-
Silence and the rumbling cars.
Smoke of the exhaust hitting
The lights just right-
Remanence of my own need to forgive
The past for what happened.
In recognition to all the scars
But I took vows seriously.
They could kill themselves;
Life was a choice and decisions are not in my control.
I had to be a woman of my word.
Protection of the vision in rainbows-
For it to transpire and bloom;
A mission that was like it was God sent.