This Book

Pages to fill
So many pages
Empty and blank,
Hungry to be filled,
With so much more than letters.
Letters one day in Red
Blood waits to be spilled
Intermarried with sweat
Upon these thin pages.
Therein will lie stories untold
Motions never understood
Moving misunderstood hearts to life,
Life floating in over the sacred sinking continent
Prisoners set free
By the light, love, truth.