In The Shadows
There is something
That few know of
But is transparent to many
Kept in the dark and loyal to no one
Hoping that no one can find it
It is a silent killer
Pouncing on the slightest sense of innocence
Give it an inch,
It goes a mile
It is not an Atomic Bomb
Or the Bubonic Plague
It is all but the slightest notion
Of injustice
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
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