INVINCIBLE

Where do my words go 
Streaming 
Through the silent night 
Into dense forests 
Of conflicted thoughts 
In search of a ray of light 
Falling softly 
Like dripping dew 
On warm moist earth that calls 
The exhumed voices 
Of long dead dreams 
Bouncing off barren walls 
My words 
The unsung warriors 
Of every heart that bleeds 
Painting soils, crimson 
They drink on oozing hatred 
And sprout.....like fallen seeds 

MS