Today I discovered:
I’m losing my sanctuary.
It can’t be recovered
In 3 months; 91 days.

Yet, here I sit,
Praying for ways
In which to save
The one place
I call home.

If my safe haven is sacrificed,
Lost to unknown, powerful faces,
I lose not just the safety,
And the memories, but the guarantee
Of retreat to call my own.

Today I discovered
I’m losing my sanctuary.
It can’t be recovered
In 3 months; 91 days

The building is forfeit;
It’s only cement and brick,
That’s not what makes me sick –
It’s the reasons why.
And in spite of how many days go by
His failure is all I will remember.

Jessie Gutierrez