The Prophet- A Poem

The Prophet

K.N. Lee 

Sticky situations

Arise in this land

He has the right weapons

But he has no hands

He thinks clearly

Yet runs with his heart

Disciplined

And worthy

Yet too afraid to start

The journey to discover

Who he who has brought the tide

This man is a prophet

Who has been to the other side

His face is fresh and young
Shielded in iron and gold
The sun shines
The moon glows
He was mine
And he knows
What futures were foretold   

Image by, Brandon Graham