It’s Tuesday and regular readers know that means it’s time for the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge from the Godoggocafe. Last week as the coronavirus terror swept across the UK, I found myself swept into a stretch of wooded wasteland which lacked a plug socket. Perhaps coronavirus is just the scream of the machine and the fragment of DNA that makes couragous hearts beat is a virus we desperately need.
Anyhow today’s prompt is “Brave Hearts”. Here it goes:
Amidst the chaos and ruin
Something shines through
Battle scared, blooded and broken
It beats like a whimper
The drum of a thousand lost souls
The beat of a million voiceless screams
To the rhythm of a billion teardrops falling
The Brave Hearts ring true
Triumphant they stand
On shaking spindles
They stride into the light
Footsteps faltering but true
Mark out the beat of their brave heart drums
The Just and the Great fall to knees
Blinded by guilt
Deafened by the courage
Of their guiltless prisoners
With Brave Hearts a drumming
11 thoughts on “Brave Hearts”
Wow! The UK’s loss is our gain. I can hear the drumbeats of hearts across the world.
Thank you for your kind words. I consider myself a citizen of the world borders are just lines drawn on a map. That said I’ve never left the island of Britian as I’ve never owned a passport. Covid19 has put a massive spanner in the works of my first every passport application.
That said the internet respects lines on maps as much as I do. I’d love to see Portland with my own eyes one day.
We lived in Portland for 8 years, but moved back to New York. Missed friends and family, plus other complications that will require both.
Though we are not in Portland anymore, we lived there for 8 years. It is beautiful and fun.
Back in New York now, because we wanted to be counted as residents of the epicenter of the virus. Ha!
Lol What made you want to be counted as virus epicentre residents?!!! I’m still trapped in Edinburgh it’s doing my head in I escaped to a less built up town/city but had to return for a court case that was cancelled.
Council here hate me so my chances of housing are less than when this council granted me Silver Homeless Prority to be housed in December 2018. Still waiting
I hope they help you soon. Stay out of New York, though. I grew up in New York, so we were actually returning to roots.
It would be near impossible for me to travel to New York I’m in UK and have never owned a passport
. . . and now is not the time.
I’m inclined to agree
and now is not the time.