(1) Buried In Hell - Poem by Uriah Hamilton

There's a new dawn,
reassuring sunlight
falls over the hills of captives
and the valleys of oppression.

There's been a man in your life
whose image in the mirror
should be that of a shackle;
he's been more your warden
than passionate lover.

Your eyes have been shut too long,
his evil fingers have pressed them closed
as if you were a mortuary corpse.

I'm no prince charming,
my kiss cannot awaken the sleeping dead;
but I'll leave myself buried in hell
if I can't discover a way to liberate you!

2: 41AM 1-5-2017

Poems by Uriah Hamilton

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