Thu, 11/10/2016 - 20:13 -- Eviek4

Can you see fire in an empty cave? 


For all its dwellers now swarm 

My home, gun-ho towards

All who have a voice. 

       At least they did... 


I can see a mirror in the past, 

Its embers fly through and slash

My dark skin with a cry

As primitive as ignorance 

In a world worth mourning. 


Rest in peace America, 

Rest in peace. 

This poem is about: 
My country


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