• Vanessa Aricco

Until I Begin to Wake

Until I begin to wake

The waking and the dream

Dance inside the gated minds

Safe from poverty

Ring around the servant’s eyes

Hanged from freedom’s noose

Figured lines of jaded pasts

Shaded views of future’s time

Figures drawn from memory

Silhouetted tendencies

Grapple at the feet

of prejudice dictators

Speak softly

Roll gently

Give lightly

The waited call

of Nothingness