Murals on the Wall By Jasen Sousa

Murals on the Wall


Inner walls of thought, painted
with a paradoxical plot.
24 years of imagination drawn with a brush,
the world I view, the universe I created
for me and you.

The lights are out.
Kids who learn to count
on their ribs, adult arms, streets, skids.

The love of my life walks by me, the city
goes up in smoke, back to my childhood
swinging from a tire.
Playing stickball and basketball
with friends in the park, still there
until it becomes dark.

Under a faintly lit light,
painting lyrics on timelines.
My first letter, my first word, a voice
that needs to be heard.

Pages flap in the wind
blown from subway cars
speeding underground.
A hat blows on train tracks with the rats,
I am no where to be found.




Taken From
A Mosaic of My Mind By Jasen Sousa (Written at age 24)
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