war: people vs. nature *pomo haiku
The battlefield was
quiet. People cheered loudly!
The torn meadow cried.
*pomo: post modern
acrostic people
“Patriotarcle Ignorance” is what I hear
in streets, stages & bar corners
Each story I meet, hearts bloom with fairy lights fluttering stars strings
Opening blackness sprinkling silver on flesh & sky glimmering glitter
Peeking star eyes over and over again and again star hearts
Leaking laughs, heartache, empathy, breaking love
Eyes bright with light bleeding magic souls
ballad of a revolution
The revolution is televised by all the wrong sides
Lies slip out of slick, silver, snake tongues
Their cries through eternity “We must conquer & divide”
Betraying morality easily, breathe through their lungs
The history of the revolution is not recorded in books
People preaching, educating, protesting in the street
They placed a king who is really just a common crook
They took away choice making women seem obsolete
Jails filled with too many colors for lesser crimes
“I still believe people are good at heart.” said Ann Frank
My heart broken my kid’s generation only knows decline
Revolution spark by one standing in front of a moving tank
Shout from high places, believe no one does it all alone
The revolution must come from very deep veins within
Now we must topple politics melting down all gold thrones
Have Faith walls will tumble and crumble just like Berlin
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