My vision has blurred

my heart has turned to stone

my hands, burnt in the fire, have become numb.

In my ears is the sound of blistering flesh

and in my nose is the smell of its acrid stench.

It is not only I who has screamed out in anguish

-not for the physical pain, but

for the eternal pain etched into our souls.

Is there to be no salvation for us?

When we are released from this walled womb,

and reborn unto the world,

who will teach us how to walk again?

And on what path will they lead us?