A touch
Fervid and igniting
•
A body of straw
Scorched
•
Words
Malicious and annihilating
•
A heart of ice
Vaporized
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My angel
Locked in a cage
Devil’s comin’
Beware his rage
He’ll steal your
Celestial glow
Pluck each wing
Each feather a blow
But the devil don’t know
What he can’t see
Love surrounds
The angel in thee
He’ll pummel
Till black & blue
But he will not take
Your hope from you
Little by little
Battered and bruised
Elements of her body
Her soul
Disappearing
*
Taken and tortured
By Man’s greed
*
Gluttony and bloodshed
Seeping into her pores
Poisoning her
*
She lashes out
Inundated with tears
Wailing and quaking
The flames of her anger
Rage on
*
Man does not
Obey
Her decrees
Heed
Her roars
Her distemper propagates
*
Loss and starvation
Misery and death
Will consume man
*
Allowing her restoration
“What’s past is past”
“Forget the past”
“Leave the past behind”
Lies we tell ourselves
To get over love
Control our grief
Box our emotions
Forget
Forget
Forget
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We cannot lobotomized
Our memories
Our pain
Our grief
We can only live with
Learn from
And never forget
When a storyline
In one’s life
Reaches its end
Expectations are
The story is over
•••
However, once a story
Has been written
It exists forever
In one’s mind
•••
Damn it!
In my dreams last night
Unwanted ghosts of my past
Visited me
Disturbing my slumber
Still lingering once I woke
Haunting me throughout my day
For intangible entities
Their memories continue
Weighing me down
At times we experience
What we believe to be inimitable
Loneliness becomes overwhelming
Until we discover others
Comparably affected
A community formed
As a result of
Compassion and acceptance
Families and friendships form
Loneliness consumed by love
A bitter taste
Destroying beauty
People that kill
People who die
Children who wake
From gunshots outside
Families afraid to
Send their children to school
Blood soaked clothing
Of mothers whose
Sons have died in their arms
Guns in the hands
Of the innocent and nefarious
Bombs dropped
Bloodshed in the name of God
Wars for power, land, oil, greed
Mother’s without children
Babies without families
Nations without trust
Humans without Love
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Hope endures faintly
1 drink to warm up
The cold inside
2 to loosen
The tongue
3 to gather courage
4 to reach out
5 to speak
Speak words of truth
Held back for so long
The aphrodisiac
Intensifies our hunger
Then morning….
What have we
Done?
Said?
1 drink to feel
Again…
Immersed in the dessert sun
Her troubles slowly melt away
The sparrows sing
And carry her pain on their wings
She is free
In the dry land
She calls home
B.A. Wilcox © 