Skulls On Floors Ignored

Beaten bruise bore

in a head a scream

of self discovery it

reveals an identity.

A blood it has fallen

on streets so familiar

where my mind sees

our leaders clearer.

Anger lifting me up

it is not for my pride.

Fire I supply anger it

rises as innocents die.

I see children leave

this earth too soon

while guards at our

gates us do maroon.

Have weapons we’ve

ones meant for war.

In scores meak skulls

adorn a floor ignored.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    Powerful!! 🙌👏

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Kristian!

      Liked by 1 person

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