Since, I was not alone: A poem 

I remember that humid July 

The streamers floated across the sky 

And a blazing flame caught my eye 

I remember there was hush across the street 

And I had my happiness tucked so neat 

through my soul, and felt my pulsebeat repeat 

There was no rain, but I smelt the showers 

In every nook and corner, there were flowers 

And I first felt the benevolence of powers 

And, thus, I wrote in blood on my body’s stone 

This moment of momentum set the tone 

That, from this day, I was not alone