high in the sky

vermillion dye

clouds burst into flame

chaos uncontained


chase the wind, kiss the sun

time forgives the past done

rain refuses to touch head

it pounds silver wings instead


spiralling, dicing, cutting night

ironclad tails set colours alight

desert, ocean, mountains below

cannot exhume the sown


concord rectified in the port of the soul

immolation of the ones extolled

virtue imbued with lies

bluegrass spirits set and intertwined


rooted from affection, silenced worlds

born to be conquered, mind unfurled

only resistance, abandoned and lost

indoctrinated at any cost

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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