Immersed in absolute darkness; a fuzzy warm darkness.
Suspended in aqueous space, turning, testing its confines-
in control. Muffled sounds, comforting sounds- rhythmic
pulsations, strange murmurings-cozy, safe, content.

Suddenly, forced movement, unbearable pressure- rude
jabbing lights, blinding lights, painful lights, and shapes
moving beyond the lights-sinister shapes- veiled in green
and white.

Now upside down, reaching out, touching nothing.
No control- snatched from tranquility- now fear and pain.
Wet is no longer fuzzy warm, so cold, so very cold.

Harshness greets arrival- a cacophony of new sounds,
not comforting, but loud and shrill- coming from within.
a crescendo of emotions- resentment, anger, rage.
Will these ever pass, or forever be remembered in the
recesses of the mind-

to someday erupt in violence against those of like kind-
the sinister shapes beyond the lights; the perpetrators?

@2002