Ms. Baneful Crimson
Tread lightly ?
Sorry, I don’t think I know that phrase
But I can corrupt a situation silently
Carbon monoxide type of style, if I may.
Or switching a MAC-10 for that KA-Bar type of light?
Quiet and violently vivid
Swooping in with that Bullfight Night
Stunning sight of baneful crimson
She --who has earned the respect-- can walk
Can dance, sing, and stomp
as loud as she likes
Because it’s long past that time she
had no choice besides learning how to
Tread right.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world
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